Chapter 40

• Soft lips brushed across my temple, leaving sweet, tender kisses in their wake, and a part of me was tempted to turn and respond, but the dominant side wished to stay asleep. I moaned, burrowing my face into the pillow.
• "Amore, wake up." Giovanni’s voice was soft and cajoling.
• "But I don’t want to." I moaned sleepily, not sure why he was in my room. I felt a callous hand caress my skin, beckoning me more into a dreamless sleep, a soft smile gracing my face at how great it felt.