Constantine followed. He wasn’t about to give her the opportunity to fortify her barricades or find a loophole buried within Primo’s ultimatum. “I need to change,” she informed him the instant he entered her bedroom. He made himself comfortable on her chaise lounge. “I’m not stopping you.” She turned on him, planting her hands on her hips. “What is it with you? Last night I practically threw myself at you and you wanted nothing to do with me. This morning you won’t give me an inch to breathe.” “You have an inch.” He eyeballed the distance between them. “By my calculation, you have quite a few inches.” “You know what I mean.” She must have realized he had no intention of leaving. With a sigh of irritation, she spun on her heel and crossed to her closet, flinging open the door and disappearing inside. Curious, he followed. “Madre di Dio,” he murmured faintly. “I don’t want to hear a word about it,” she retorted, her back to him. He thought he caught a defensive edge in her voice.
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