Caught In Between - Book 1

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CHAPTER 42
Domenico

Wednesday

I reached across and placed my hand on Catalina's leg, giving her inner thigh a light squeeze. She was looking so absolutely fucking edible that I was finding it hard to keep my hands to myself.

I was still sporting a hard on from the sexy little burgundy slip dress she was wearing that rose up her tan legs when she slid into the booth after me that I had to bring the back of my fist to my mouth, biting down on my knuckles to suppress the hungry groan that threatened to leave my lips.

Legs I could fucking live between.

When we were leaving the house, Lorenzo and Matteo looked like they wanted to eat her alive, even made protests about how she should forgo her plans with me and just stay home so we could ravish her again. Though the thought was tempting, I wanted to give her the date night I'd promised her so long ago and I intended to follow through this time. As we walked into the restaurant, all eyes were on her. I was a lucky son of a bitch, and I knew it too. She sent me a knowing smirk as I eye-fucked her between courses.

This woman was more than sexy. She was feisty and so fucking brilliant. How had I gone so long without her in my life? Before her, I never thought about the possibility of falling in love again, let alone it actually happening. I didn't even realize when it started to happen so when it smacked me in the fucking mug at first, it scared the shit out of me.

I honestly tried to fight against it, but I found myself seeking out her smile or the way she pulled her eyebrows together and brought her lip between her teeth when she was concentrating.

The waitress brought out our food as we'd talked about where she saw herself in five years. Hopefully still with myself, Lorenzo, and Matteo. I watched her beautiful big hazel orbs light up as she talked about school. She was going for her BSW or Bachelor of Social Work. Catalina had been in the system after her parents died. She said that she'd liked to help kids the way no one helped her.

When I asked her to elaborate, she hesitantly told me about her foster family and the things their eldest son Jared did to her, which had me seeing red. I balled my fist in my lap and I'd made a mental note to find that bastard and beat him within an inch of his life. I so badly wished I could have been the one to protect her from that hell but I couldn't even be that to Lola.

No one fucked with my girl and got away with it, not even her past demons. Something in the way she looked at me let me know she could tell where my head was at in that moment, and she reached over, taking my hand in hers. She told me it wasn't all bad because if it hadn't been for things happening the way they did, she never would have met Lola and then we wouldn't have found each other.

That was one way to look at it. God, I didn't deserve her after what Lorenzo and I put her through, but I'd be damned if I didn't work every day to be worthy of earning her love.

Catalina was my light in the darkness, and I wanted everything with her. When she'd told me she was falling in love me, my fucking heart damn near burst out my chest. I knew falling wasn't the same and being, but I'd fucking take it. Now I wanted to celebrate with my girl. Once we were done eating, I stood and grabbed her hand, leading her to the back of the restaurant. I picked this place for a reason, and I was excited to share a little more of myself with her.

"Where are we going?" Catalina asked with confusion written all over her face as I continued to pull her by the hand through the five-star establishment.

Coming to a solid black secluded wall, I turned to her and asked, "Do you trust me?" Hoping her answer would be a yes. She brought her bottom lip between her teeth the way I loved so much and peered up at me through her long, dark lashes.