I need to get away from Matteo.
Maybe Dominic was right after all.
Maybe I should have moved in with him for a while and taken my time finding a place. I slide out of bed and make my way toward the floor to ceiling windows. I stare outside, trying to find my bearings.
"Why didn't you tell me about Lexington Place?"
Nothing is what it seems. Worse, I have no idea how much more I still don't know.
He doesn't touch me, but I feel him step behind me. My entire body yearns for contact with his. I want to feel his strong, protective arms wrapped around me. But I can't allow that to happen. I can't allow Matteo to cloud my judgment any more than he already has.
"It didn't seem important. I told you that I owned a few businesses and real estate."
Drawing in another fortifying br
