Adrian grinned, loving the reaction. He leaned in close, his voice dripping with mischief.
"I'll let you in on a secret, Matteo. Back in our university days, you could ask Frank and Charles, I used to have a massive line of girls crushing on me. They all wanted me."
Matteo gripped Adrian's waist a little tighter, his voice dropping into a dark, possessive growl. "Well, you're mine now. And you're mine forever."
Sensing the perfect opportunity to tease, Adrian slowly wriggled out of Matteo's embrace and stood up, stepping backward toward the open space of the living room. "Hmm, no, I'm not yours," Adrian countered, a wicked sparkle in his eyes. "Not until you put a ring on my finger. Who knows? I might still find a beautiful lady who catches my eye."
Matteo rose from the sofa, his eyes narrowing playfully. "What did you just say?"
Adrian didn't answer. Instead, he stuck his tongue out playfully, took advantage of the distance between them, and bolted toward the staircase.
