“I can help you unwind if you’d like,” she whispers. “Guiseppina!” Lorenzo snaps. “I meant we could watch a movie, Lorenzo.” She wrinkles her perfect nose in disgust. “It’s not my fault your mind is permanently in the gutter.” “Oh, sorry,” he mumbles, glancing from me to her with a look of confusion on his face. Dante fights a grin because, like me, he knows exactly what my devious little vixen was talking about.
Girlie is a beautiful menace
