Giovanni's POV
An hour earlier
I groan a little as I open my eyes in the pitch-black room. I've been drinking myself in a stupor ever since I saw Brandi with that man. I thought I lost her forever, but she...Brandi? She's here. I reach over, but it's empty; she left. The bed feels empty without her, and so does my life.
I recall the feeling of being between her legs. The sweet comfort of her arms and her calling my name as we made love. I groan. I swore her off; I said I would leave her alone, but the minute I see her, I have to touch her. I crave her; her body, her skin, her smell, and touch. I don't think I'll ever be able to live without her again. Some good that does me when I'm not ready to tell Gianna about it.
"Are you sure this is ok?" I sit up in bed immediately, hea
