Chapter 3
Stefano
Oh, no you don’t.
My hand closes around Corey’s wrist. She’s trying to sneak away from me.
Her electric blue eyes meet mine. They hold no trace of fear or remorse, which makes me want to kiss her senseless. I love her confidence. Her verve. I have her half-n***d in my bed and she’s not unnerved in the least.
“I have to pee,” she says. “Did you get me that toothbrush?” Adorable. She treats this like a f*****g slumber party.
“On the counter,” I mumble, still coming awake. I release her wrist. She tugs the sheet off the bed to cover herself as she pads to the bathroom.
“Leave the door cracked open, amore. I need to hear what you’re doing.”
“f**k you, Tacone,” she calls back.
“Still your boss,” I remind her.
Even though she’s mouthy, she does as she’s told.
Smart w
