IZABELLA
I headed downstairs, and when I didn’t find Ignazio in the foyer, I went outside and found the line of cars ready, as well as the security.
But no Ignazio.
I considered asking one of them if they knew where he was, but then he came out from the side of the house with Euron hot on his tail.
Euron entered the driver’s side of one of the cars, and Ignazio opened the passenger door of his Audi for me. Once I was inside, instantly, I was enveloped in his scent. When he entered and shut the door, I was trapped in it.
Surrounded by it.
Oak and musk filled my senses and made me shift in my seat.
Christ, he smelled better than s*x.
It all hit me like a smack in the chest, and I couldn’t stop myself from exhaling loudly.
Ignazio glanced at me, but said nothing.
As usual.
