16
TESSA
I followed his broad shoulders and tight a*s up the narrow, wooden stairs which were interrupted twice by formidable looking security gates.
“This joint is like a military stronghold.”
Enzo entered the code and shoved the floor-to-ceiling gate open, letting me pass to the inside. “You got it,” he affirmed. “No one gets into my place unless I allow it. I told you you’d be protected here, remember?”
“Paranoid much?” I teased.
“Better safe than sorry, I always say.” His mouth swooped in to steal a kiss and stole all coherent thoughts. His lips made me dizzy. If I had any brain power at all to engage, I’d be questioning my sanity over making out with my dad’s best friend.
Colonel Bancroft would be none too happy about it.
I could just hear him now, “Guns don’t kill people. Dad
