“Technically, they’re not for you, Bambina.” He winks cheekily and plants another kiss on me, this time on the corner of my mouth, his eyes focusing a little too long on my lips. I can feel myself urging him just to do it. I can’t think straight as I take in those perfectly chiseled kissable lips so close to me. I clear my throat and bring my attention back to his eyes.

Oh, those eyes.

“Who are they for?” I sound childish, and he only smiles harder, a look of ...