It had only been an hour and he wanted her again. After snoozing a little, he had gotten up; cleaned up, then let Charlie out before returning to bed to snuggle. He brushed a strand of her hair away from her face. She made sweet little noises, moving this way and that until she found a comfortable position. The sigh of contentment drew a smile from Dante. Hell, she sounded like a satisfied kitten. The fact that he was trying to keep himself from waking her up and taking her again so soon was a testament to the woman and his feelings for her. It was all happening so fast, but he could no longer scoff at his father, uncles, or even his cousins. He was lost to the Santini curse. The memories of their encounters over the years played through his mind. That first glimpse of her and the fights that followed. Then, the rush at the sound of her voice just a few nights earlier. Had he been avoiding her for all those years because his subconscious knew what she was to him?
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