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He inhales sharply and slams in hard, and I throw my head back with a laugh.
We can’t make gentle love if our lives depended on it.
This man makes me bad to the bone… and I fucking love it.
It’s been the most romantic night of our lives, and I can already see we are going to fuck like animals.
“Are you going to fuck me like this when we are married?” I tease.
He slams in hard. “Forever.”
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Rici is wrapped around me like a blanket. My head is on his chest and his lips rest on my forehead. We’ve made sweet, tender love well into the morning. I’m on an all-time high. I think way back to the two occasions I have been hurt when he left me. It all seems so long ago now, but even with all that devastation and heartbreak, I would do it all again to get where we are today. This is a closeness that we’ve earned, and I think the hard times have only made us a stronger unit.
“Where do you want to get married?” he asks.
I look up at him, surprised at the question. “Here, in Italy.”
He frowns down at me. “Really?”
I shrug. “I’m not into big, fancy things like your family is. If we got married in Australia, half of Italy would have to travel, whereas I have, like, twenty people I would want there.”
“Thank you. It would kill my mother if I didn’t marry here.”
“What do you think she’s going to say when you tell her?”
We decided not to call anyone tonight. We wanted to bask in the excitement alone for the weekend. Secretly, I think that Rici didn’t want anyone spoiling our excitement with the ‘you barely know each other’ talk.
We don’t care what they think. We know what this is. “I shall look into next month, then,” he says casually.
“Oh, you want the engagement party that soon?”
“No. I want the wedding that soon.”
“A month.” I scoff. “We can’t organize a wedding in a month, Enrico. I have so much to do. I need at least… I don’t know… three months.”
He rolls his eyes. “We’ll have the engagement party in two weeks.”
“Two weeks,” I squeak. “Are you mad?”
“It will be easy to plan. My mother will do it all. This is her thing.”
I get a vision of her taking over the entire day. “No, that’s okay,” I tell him. “I want to handle this.”
He pulls me closer and inhales with a sleepy smile. “I am happy, my love.”
I kiss his broad chest. “Me, too, baby.”
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“Hi, Liv. How are you, lovely girl?”
“Hi, Mum.”
“How was the weekend in Rome?”
“Perfect.” I glance over to Enrico, who is lying on the lounge, listening, and I scrunch my face up. “Guess what happened?”
