Chapter Seventeen
Valentina
“Would you mind zipping me up?” I turn my back to Dom and I hold my hair up off my neck.
His fingers, which were busy fixing his cufflinks, grab my zipper and pull it up so fast that I don’t feel any goose bumps or shivers like in the movies where it’s an intimate moment between two people. I let go of my hair, and it cascades over the open back of my fitted black dress. I put my foot into my high heel, then the other one.
“So…” Dom clears his throat behind me.
I’m afraid to look at him because I know he’s going to look hot as hell and my body doesn’t need another reason to want to be closer to him. The act so far with his parents here is painfully pleasant. I get to be close to him, smell his cologne, and feel his body next to mine. But there’s still a wal
