Captive Rival: Armani (Bellanti Brothers Book 8) by Stella Gray

Author:Stella Gray [Gray, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781957647395
Publisher: Paige Press, LLC
Published: 2023-03-01T16:00:00+00:00

16

CANDI

As we’re finishing a leisurely late morning breakfast (complete with baghrir, of course) that the staff set up for us in the villa’s bird- and greenery-filled courtyard, Armani sets his coffee cup aside and gives me an appraising glance. Catching his eye, I drag a finger across the honey on my plate and then lick it off slowly, just to see the lust flare in his eyes.

“Good breakfast?” he murmurs.

“So good. I’m thinking we should bring the chef home with us.”

“I’ll certainly offer him the option,” Armani says.

“Make sure it’s an offer he can’t refuse,” I joke.

My husband stops short of laughing, but he can’t keep the smile off his face.

Smiling back, I toast him with my teacup and drain the last of the cooling mint tea.

“How’s the foot?”

I shrug. “As good as can be expected. You checked it earlier, didn’t you?”

“No pain?” he presses.

“Why? You planning to take me on an adventure today?” I tease. “Because if so, I’m sure I can hobble along, I just can’t put too much pressure on it. So maybe no hiking. Well, or swimming.”

He smirks. “You’ll be off your feet, for the most part.”

“Oh really?” My cheeks flush as memories of him eating me out this morning flit through my mind. I could certainly handle another few rounds of that.

“Really,” he says, his eyes trailing lazily down my body and back up again.

My pulse is pounding, liquid desire already pooling at my core. “Then I’m in.”

I start to push my chair back to stand, but Armani grabs my wrist.

“Not in that nightgown, you’re not. Go get dressed. I’ll be waiting for you.”

So commanding. So confident. So caveman. Guess the old Armani is back.

Not that I mind, not even one tiny bit.

In the closet, I find a flirty pink sundress and pair it with some comfy black slip-on sneakers, because foot injury. Still, the outfit looks cute enough. Then I put on sunscreen, a few swipes of waterproof mascara, and run a brush through my hair. A lightweight backpack gets slung over one shoulder with my sunglasses and water bottle inside. The only thing I can’t find is my floppy hat.

When I get downstairs, however, I find Armani in the entryway with my hat in his hands.

“Ah. There’s my hat.”

He puts it in my backpack, zips me back up, and then pulls me in for a kiss. A long one. By the time he pulls away, I’m out of breath and tingling all the way down to my toes.

“Are you sure you don’t want to just…go back to bed?” I ask.

“Not yet.” He leans in for another kiss and then adds, “We’ll have plenty of time for that later.”

I can hardly be disappointed as he wraps an arm around my waist and leads me toward the front door. Leaning into him, I let out a happy sigh. This is the most focused Armani has been on me since we arrived on the island, barring the minor foot surgery in the kitchen yesterday. And if

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