“Dante?” she probed when I just stared at her. I lunged forward to stamp a hard kiss to her unpainted lips. “Sei magnifica.” A little grin whispered over her lips before she nodded curtly at me to pick up the man’s torso. “You can prove to me just how much after we deal with this stronzo.” “Be still my heart,” I joked, clutching my chest as I staggered back toward his head. She rolled her eyes.
