Matteo's pov.
She giggled when I put her down under the shower and turned on the shower. I pulled my sweatshirt over my head.
“So? You were jealous of Leo,” she remarked amusingly. A flirty smile stretched over her lips.
“I could not help it, baby, when my beautiful wife pays more attention to others than me,” I shrugged.
“Mmm…So... you think... I.. am... beautiful?” She asked shyly.
Was she serious?
“Sugar, you are so pretty, so beautiful. Sometimes I think you are not even real but my imagination,” I confessed, sighing as my eyes glued to her gorgeous face.
“Ummn... are you flirting with me, Mr. Romano?” She asked, biting her lips and her cheeks turned pink.
“Do I have that right to flirt with you, Mrs. Romano?” I cradled her face in my hand as I couldn't wait to claim those tem
