CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

LILY

He lowers himself to the ground, his ass hitting the ground and his legs wide spread in front of him. "Lily, the only kind of painting I do is nude drawing."

I'm supposed to be mad at him, but with the way he's half smiling at me. I can't help it. It's too contagious. I join it. "Fine." If that's his way of saying I'm sorry, then this is my way of saying you're forgiven: "But you still owe me a piece, and you will have to draw it abstractly." I stand to my feet, and Luca stands with me. I start walking, but he grabs my wrist.

"Oh, one last thing. Did you buy the vibrators?"

"I...uhm..."

He moves towards me, causing me to move backwards until I'm pinned against the wall, with his arms imprisoning me. He grabs my purse and ducks his hands in checking until he finds the vibrator. "The deal was to wear the vibrator all day." He growls in my ear. Rough and low. "Let me do the honors of inserting it."

"No." I try to push his hands off my thigh.

He parts my legs with his knees whi