Matteo’s POV
“You only just had me,” Elizabeth giggled, pressed against the hallway wall, caged by his arms. From the living room, they could hear the hum of happy voices, but Matteo wasn’t ready to share her just yet.
“I can never get enough of you,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear as he buried his face in her hair. Her delicate scent wrapped around him, and he basked in the warmth of her body pressed close.
“Sophia might find us,” Elizabeth warned, trying to push him away, though her smile betrayed her.
“We should tell her soon,” Matteo murmured, eyes closed as he savored the moment.
“Really?” he heard the surprise in her voice. Matteo pulled back, cupping her cheek, his thumb grazing her soft skin.
“Yes, I love you, Elizabeth. I don’t want to keep hiding you away like some
