Stand-In Saturday (Love For Days #2) - Kirsty Moseley Page 0,75

fingers across her cheek, dipping my head to kiss the tip of her nose. “In that case, allow me, signorina.”

While on the boat, when I wasn’t buried balls deep inside her, Lucie taught me a few basic Italian words and phrases. So far, I know how to order two ice creams and ask if she wants to have sex. No joke, that’s what she taught me. Vuoi fare sesso? It’s my new favourite saying, especially when she was speaking it with her sexy Italian accent caressing all the vowels.

I turn and squat in front of her in invitation for a piggyback, holding my arms ready to catch her.

“I’m too heavy,” she protests.

“You weren’t too heavy when you sat on my face earlier …”

She snort-laughs and grips my shoulders. “You’re so filthy sometimes; you make me blush.”

I take that as a compliment and grin wider. “Are you getting on or what?”

“If you die, just remember, you asked for this.” Her grip tightens on my shoulders, and she jumps onto my back, wrapping her arms around my neck as I loop my arms around her thighs.

I’m unable to temper my goofy grin as I carry her up the beach and to the hotel. We’re laughing and joking around the whole time, the flirty banter bouncing back and forth. Her arms are loosely wrapped around my neck, and her cheek occasionally brushes against mine as I walk. It’s so nice that I’m almost tempted to suggest we don’t go home today, that I pay for another couple of nights here and she could call in sick at work. I don’t want my time with her to end.

As I step into the hotel, Lucie and I are both snickering like little kids because she just blew a loud raspberry on the side of my neck. The first thing I see are my parents, Amy and Jared, and Anne and Peggy, all sitting in the lobby, drinking coffee and talking. Silence falls over them as they look over at me with Lucie wrapped around my back like a koala. Amy beams, and so does my mother. Jared raises one eyebrow at me. I know him well enough to understand his question without him having to verbalise it; maybe it’s a twin thing. We didn’t get cool telepathy, but I can tell what he’s thinking most of the time from his expressions.

This one is … You hit that?

I nod a resounding yes and smirk proudly.

He understands and gives a small incline to his head in congratulations, his lips pressed together to disguise his smile.

“Uh, hey, guys,” I greet, walking over, carefully squatting and setting Lucie in a spare seat next to my mum. I’m trying for casual, but I just got laid on a boat, so really, I’m grinning from ear to ear. I might as well be wearing a sign, announcing it. “Lucie got something in her shoe.”

They all see through it, of course, probably because when I look back to Lucie, she’s beet red and chewing on her lip. Mum clasps her hands together in her lap and looks at us like we’re the cutest thing since Jared and Amy.

Peggy leans forward in her chair, pursing her lips. “Ah, that explains it then. Silly me, I thought maybe it was some weird foreplay thing,” she teases, knowingly winking at Lucie.

“Mum!” Anne gasps, nudging Peggy’s arm as everyone laughs.

“Um, no, just a pebble, Peggy,” Lucie lies, shuffling awkwardly on her seat. Gripping my wrist to get my attention, she looks up at me. “Shall we get a drink before we go pack? We have time, right?”

After checking my watch, I nod. “We do, provided you’re not gonna take longer than half an hour to throw your stuff in your bag.”

“It won’t take long at all; I already did most of it earlier.”

I nod down at her. “Great. I’ll go order. What do you want? Vuoi fare sesso, bella?” I jokingly try out my newly learned sex-request phrase and grin smugly at her.

Jared chokes on his drink, dribbling Coke down his chin and coughing as his eyes go wide. Amy frowns and worriedly pats him on the back as she hands him a napkin.

Realisation dawns on me, and I turn to my brother and wince apologetically. “I forgot you speak Italian.”

Lucie lets out a small gasp, and then she chuckles and shakes her head. “Just a cappuccino, Theo, thanks.”

We spend just long enough downstairs with my family to drink a cup of coffee, and then we