“Mm…” She rested her chin on his chest, grinning wickedly. “If you kiss me, I’ll be in trouble too. But you won’t… because....Antonio doesn’t like to kiss.”

Antonio’s jaw flexed. “I told you—there’s an exception.”

Her smile widened. “Will you kiss me then?”

He swallowed, voice dropping. “You have no idea.”

“Hm? What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

She sucked her teeth, pouting. “Always nothing. Always. That’s why I don’t like you.” She gave his cheek a light slap. “I don’t like when I can’t tell what you’re thinking… or what you really mean.”

He smirked. “Do you want to know that much?”

Eloise nodded lazily, her eyes closing.

She was...