*Giovani*
I looked at Olivia, alighted with the same righteous anger I felt in myself. I’d so rarely seen her angry, and even more rarely angry at someone other than me. The emotion made her glow, bringing a glimmer to her eyes and precision to her movements. My mind strayed to the memory of her standing up, naked and completely confident she could talk me into letting her into this room. Then, it strayed a little further to the fact she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
I ran my thumb lightly over the back of her hand and wished I could scoop her up, drag her back to the room, and take advantage of that knowledge. She was always beautiful, but she was brilliant when she was standing up for herself. I could watch her do that forever.
Gabriele cleared his throat, and I cut my eyes in his direction. He raised a mocking eyebrow, and I knew he was asking if I was really going to go have sex instead of focusing on the important mission at hand.
