Accidentally Yours
Chapter 11
“She sleep–mounts,” Enzo said smoothly giving a little half smirk.
1–EXCUSE me?” Lola hissed.
“Relax,” he murmured against her temple.
“For what?!” she whisper–yelled. “So your goons don’t drag me to a desert and bury me under a cactus?!”
He didn’t answer. Out loud, anyway.
To the crew: “Guns down. Now.”
If I didn’t love these men like brothers, I would have already stomped their faces in.
They obeyed. Slowly. Still tense. Still watching her like she might detonate.
Smart of them. She kind of might.
Enzo kept his tone casual. “You’re going to do two things for me. First, call off the perimeter. I don’t need eyes on the block anymore.”
“And second?” Matteo asked, still eyeing the ruined front door.
Enzo glanced at Lola, whose hair was sticking up in every direction and whose bare legs were trembling from a mix of rage and embarrassment.
“Second,” he said, “you’re going to apologize to my fiancée for kicking down her door and pointing guns at her.”
All four men stiffened.
Lola blinked and whispered, “You’re doubling down? You’re doubling down?!”
He nodded once. “Better they think you’re mine than expendable.”
“But I am expendable!”
If she only knew.
“Not to me.”
She froze. The crew didn’t move.
Enzo’s tone dropped into something colder. “Apologize, immediately.”
Grudgingly, muttered, and in varying degrees of sincerity, the men offered stiff apologies.
Enzo tilted his head toward the door. “Now get out. I’ll debrief you later. Get the car running.”
They hesitated.
“Out,” he said again. Sharper. They obeyed.
The second the door closed behind them, Enzo let go of Lola’s waist. She spun on him so fast, he was mildly impressed she didn’t sprain something.
“What the hell was that?!” she snapped. “Engaged?! FIANCÉ?!”
5:43 pm
Chapter 11
“You’re welcome,” he said, because he was an idiot.
I really am doubling down. No turning back now, not that I really want to. This is the most fun I’ve had in my entire life. She’s like a breath of freedom filling mu lungs that have felt so constricted for so long.
Lola stared at him like she was trying to solve a crime. “Do you even know what I was about to say before they came in?!”
“Please take me now, shirtless Don of mine?‘”
“I WAS GOING TO ASK IF YOU HAD STDs!”
Enzo blinked. “Honestly, that’s fair.”
Smart girl. Her honesty is so refreshing. No games on the back burner just her and que her existential spiral.
She made a strangled sound and started pacing.
“Okay. Okay. So. Let me just make sure I have this straight. I accidentally kidnap a man at Burning Man, nurse him back to health against my better judgment, and in return I get a broken door, three guns in my face, and a fake engagement.” She paused. “Why does this feel like the beginning of a romcom and a court case at the same time?”
Enzo sat down on the edge of her bed, calm as ever. “Because you’re dramatic. And maybe cursed or blessed, however you want to look at it.”
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