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name. That southern accent of yours makes
me so fucking hot.”
    She slipped her arms
around his neck to pull him into bed. “Then come back to bed.”
    He shook his head
and untangled himself. “No, I will resist you because I have
made you breakfast. Get dressed and I’ll set the table.”
    She frowned.
    “ Oh, don’t
look that way. I promise you will be rewarded.”
    He gave her another
intense kiss then left her alone. She sighed. It wasn’t as if
they hadn’t had enough time together in bed. She lost count the
number of times they made love. She grabbed her kimono and slipped it
on as she stood and made her way to the bathroom. It had been a long
time since a man slept over. She hadn’t had many lovers. Timing
and well…she was selective. Respect was as important to her as
passion. Gianni had that in spades.
    She rinsed off her
face realizing she knew more about him than she did men she dated for
months. Their emails had started out as simple back and forth’s.
But in those few weeks he was gone, they had grown closer and she had
learned so much about the man.
    As she brushed her
teeth, she thought about why she was so attracted. Well, except for
zero percent body fat and that gorgeous face. He was so pretty—but
it was more than that. She could tell he was kind, he loved his mama
and the rest of his family, and he liked curvy woman.
    There definitely was
a God she thought with a chuckle.
    “ You better
hurry up in there, Kianna or I’m going to eat this all myself.”
    Happy with him, with
spending the day with him, she decided to heed his warning. She
definitely would need some food to keep up with him.

    * * * *

    Gianni was setting
the plates on the table when his phone rang with Leo’s ring
tone. “Shouldn’t you be busy with that cute wife of
yours?”
    Leo chuckled. “Right
now, Maryanne isn’t in the mood for anything in the mornings.”
    “ Ah,” he
said immediately understanding the situation. Maryanne was in her
second trimester and the morning sickness had been pretty bad.
    “ So, what are
you calling me for?” he asked.
    “ Just checking
on you. No vision problems?”
    He rolled his eyes
at the question. “Leo, I’m a PJ and I have medic training
just like you do.”
    “ I know you
have the training.” Gianni heard Maryanne’s voice in the
background. “My wife just pointed out that Santini men are
notorious for ignoring an illness.”
    “ Yeah, well,
I’m fine. Better than fine.” It was then he realized he
was smiling. He had the same goofy smile on his face all morning.
    There was a beat of
silence. “Damn. I owe Vince money.”
    “ What do you
mean you owe Vince money?”
    “ He said you
wouldn’t last twenty four hours. You’re not even in your
apartment are you?”
    If there was a way
to lie and make both his brothers lose money on the bet, it would be
worth it, but Gianni didn’t see a way. “No, I’m
not.”
    Something caught the
corner of his eye and he turned to look at Kianna. Right then, the
air backed up in his lungs as every thought seemed to dissolve. She
was fresh faced but her eyes were still sleepy. Her hair was still a
springy mess, as usual. The emerald green kimono made her skin glow.
    How did he get so
fucking lucky?
    “ I hate that
he’s going to win,” Leo said, breaking into Gianni’s
thoughts.
    There was more from
Maryanne. “I know you told me not to take the bet, but I
thought Gianni had more resistance.”
    Without thinking,
speaking from his heart, Gianni asked, “How long would it have
taken if it had been you and Maryanne?”
    “ Ah, so that’s
the way of it.”
    “ I think. But,
see, I made a wonderful breakfast for my lovely lady, so I am going
to go eat and enjoy the morning with her.”
    “ Damn, you
made that custard French toast didn’t you? Oh, shit. Gotta go,”
he said not waiting for Gianni to sign off.
    “ That was one
of your brothers?”
    “ Yeah, Leo.
Maryanne still has morning sickness.”
    He was staring