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Gabriel Santino was in love with Juliana. It had always been thought that they would marry, and now they finally could.
tightly clenched. He took the pen to sign his own name, and as he towered above me with his tall frame, I wished I had thought to push the contract toward him so that he wouldn’t have to stand so near to me.
He was so close that I could smell him—a clean, masculine scent with a hint of cologne. As he wrote, I noticed his strong wrists. They were tanned and my eyes followed the trail of sandy hair which disappeared into the sleeve of his dress shirt.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he said softly, as if realizing why I was reluctant to give him my hand.
Instead, he admired the ring on me. I discreetly looked at him. Up close, I could see that the stormy dark blue of his eyes was warmed by some lighter turquoise streaks. And as I ran my gaze over his hair, I thought somehow he was less scary than I imagined he would be. Yet I knew how deceptive appearances could be. And he was a Santino—there was nothing that wasn’t scary about that family.
“Just know that I’ll never force myself on you. You have nothing to worry about in that regard.”
“You can sleep with other women.” My words rushed out. “I won’t object to that.”
“You think you can stop me?” he slurred. “I’m Capo and she’ll do whatever I tell her to, including spreading her legs.”
“Santa Maria, Madre di Dio, prega per noi peccatori, adesso e nell’ora della nostra morte.”
“You’re my avenging angel,”
“I’ll never be an angel, but I’ll always protect what’s mine.”
“Of course he will be with you as his dad,” replied Jess. “No,” I disagreed. “He’ll be brave because he’s got you as his mommy.”
