Adriana
I woke up to the sound of rustling paper, the faint crinkle of bags being opened. My eyes fluttered open, and shame immediately washed over me.
Matteo was standing by the dresser, pulling out a piece of red lacey lingerie from one of the shopping bags. His large hand stretched it out, Matteo's eyes looked all over it, his mouth tugging into the faintest smirk.
I tugged the covers tighter against myself, realising I was in nothing but my panties and his shirt. My shorts were gone.
The sheets smelled of him, and I hated that I loved the way it always did. I brought the blanket to my nose, savouring it.
One thing I'd admit is that this man smelled heavenly
Matteo’s voice broke through my haze. “I got you a phone and an iPad.” His tone was casual, almost boyish, but I didn’t mis
