CHAPTER 19

Gia

Brambilla was certifiably crazy. I stayed by his side until he fell asleep. He wasn’t wearing cologne. He hadn’t showered since the fight and due to the stitches, it would be a few days before he could get himself completely clean. I might have licked a small bit of salty skin. Or I might not have.

Marino checked in on him and gave me a thumbs-up when he saw me curled beside him in the bed. He closed the door quietly and left.

Alessandro shuddered and then fell back into a deep sleep. It was hard not to stare at his perfect features. Without his ever present sneer when looking at me, I wanted to lick every inch. I peeled myself away and left the room before I did something very stupid.

“I’m going to my dorm,” I told Marino when he looked up from the game he was playing.

He nodded. He wore sweats and a school T-shirt, bare feet, and a joint held between his fingers while he manipulated the controller like it was an extension of his body. Everything about him announced thug from the