*Olivia*
Giovani’s hand grabbed the door, blocking me from seeing Gabriele as he gently bumped me away from the entryway. He took over so easily that I didn’t even realize I had let go of the door and left it to him until I had backed away.
“We’ll talk outside,” Giovani said firmly, but I grasped his arm, shaking my head at the very idea.
“No, I need to hear this too,” I set my jaw, staring at him determinedly. I was not going to let him keep anything from me anymore. “No more secrets.”
He frowned, his eyes flickering to my bare legs and just the T-shirt I was wearing–no bra, no underwear. I rolled my eyes.
“I’ll cover up under the blankets,” I scoffed, heading for the bed.
Giovani watched as I crawled under the covers and pulled them up to my chest so I was completely safe from anything Gabriele might see.
“There,” I said, smugly. “Now, you can let him in.”
He sighed, opening the door and stepping to the side as he said, “Come in.”
