*Olivia*
“Have a drink with me in my office?”
I glanced at Giovani with a smile. By the look of lust burning in his eyes, he had a little more than alcohol on his mind.
“Oh, I don’t know,” I grinned teasingly. “I’ve already had a little wine, and I’m a little tipsy. I might not be able to control myself. Do you really think that’s such a good idea?”
Giovani smirked, stepping closer to me until we were barely inches apart. He leaned down, his eyes smoldering me as he said softly, “I really do.”
I suppressed the massive smile growing on the edges of my lips and instead, took the last step forward until my body was fully pressed against his.
“Then I’d like that drink,” I whispered, my lips brushing against his, “caro mio.”
The surprise that lit up in his eyes was reward enough, but he had opened up a pit of greed in my stomach, and I wanted more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.
