The line connected, and the moment her voice filtered through, soft and utterly his, Luca's body responded with electricity shooting straight to his groin. "Hey you…" Her words wrapped around him, he was unable to breathe, utterly undone.
"Bambola…" he whispered, closing his eyes.
"I'm guessing you are alone, if you're calling me that," she said, a small smirk in her tone, teasing him through the distance.
"Sort of," he admitted. "It's… nice to hear your voice. I missed you."
Silence answered him. Of course she was silent. She was probably fuming. Understandably. "What are you doing?"
"Shopping," she said, crisp, clipped.
"I know that. But… why are you shopping at an adult store?"
"Preparing your welcome-back-home package," she answered smoothly, as if that explained everything, as if it should.
"Vee…" he growled, shaking his head, the corner of his lips tugging into a smirk. "It's not a lingerie store. I am… quite familiar with that store."
