CHAPTER 23
MAUREEN
Matteo opened the door the second we pulled up. Without a word, he helped the girl out and disappeared inside with her.
I stood next to Domenico in the drive for a breath too long. He didn’t look at me. Didn’t say a thing. I felt like my skin was too tight.
I started up the stairs, heels tapping against marble. He followed.
The silence stretched as we reached the top floor. My room was to the left. His was at the far end. I paused just outside my door, hand brushing the knob, turning slightly to face him.
“Well… goodni—”
His mouth crashed into mine.
No warning. No hesitation.
I gasped, and his tongue slipped in, devouring me in one fluid movement. His hands were on my waist, on my hips, pushing me back against the wall with a low, guttural growl.
There were no
