Turn Towards the Sun Book Two: After the Rain by Jennifer Domenico Read Free Book Online Page B

never thought my life would be like this. I never even dreamed of a woman like you. I’m a better man because of you.”
    My eyes fill with tears. “I… I don’t know what to say. All I can think is that we were supposed to meet that day, and we are meant to be in love, and this life – this incredible, whirlwind, passionate life – is ours. It’s real and I think we deserve it.”
    “Yes, we are meant to be. I’ve never wanted someone else’s happiness like I want yours. It’s a little crazy almost how you make me feel.”
    “I’m always making you crazy, remember?” I laugh. “Ever since the day you met me.”
    “That is actually true.”
    “I’m glad you rescued this damsel in distress.”
    “I remember thinking how absolutely gorgeous you were, but after the wine I thought you might not make it safely to your destination.” He grins at me. “But, before you over-romanticize this, remember that my intentions towards you were not pure initially.”
    “Let me be clear, my intentions towards you were far less than pure, too. I was torn between running away as fast as I could and trying my hardest to get in your bed.”
    He laughs. “Avoiding sex with you was beyond difficult. I won’t tell you the dirty things I did to myself after leaving your presence.”
    “As hard as it was, by the time we went there it was amazing. You were right to make us wait for emotions to develop. We both needed that.”
    “Yes, we did. It’s also another reason why I knew we were going to be together. As interested as I was in your body, I knew I was even more interested in your character. And I was extremely interested in your body. I still am,” he chuckles.
    I sigh. “I’m thankful we don’t have any self-imposed boundaries now.”
    “As am I,” he replies, leaning over and kissing me, sweetly and softly. “Your lips, bella, they are so… mmm. There is nothing about you that I don’t adore.”
    “I appreciate that about you, and I’ll try not to take advantage and get as fat as a cow.” I giggle.
    “I doubt that will ever happen.”
    I smile. “It won’t. I have an image to keep up. Being married to the world’s finest architect is a lot of pressure.”
    Enzo’s face creases into a frown. “I hope you don’t really feel that way. There is no pressure. You can always be yourself.”
    Ah dang, the conversation turned serious.
    I take another sip of wine and reply, “I know you feel that way. But I snagged Phoenix’s most eligible bachelor and with that comes expectation. Don’t you think that every time I walk out of the house, people will be judging me? They will.”
    “And what if they do? Who gives a damn?” he replies. “You’re a magnificent woman and you’re mine. Anyone else’s opinion is completely irrelevant.”
    “I believe you. Still, I don’t want anyone writing that Enzo Milano married a fatty, or any other unflattering remarks.”
    “God help the person who writes anything negative about you.” He’s as serious as he could possibly be.
    I agree. God help the person that crosses him. Time to change the subject.
    “Shall we read for a while, my love?” I suggest.
    “Yes, lets.”
    The hours pass quietly between us. We sit, cuddled together on the sofa in this lovely house, perched on top of a hill, high above the blue-green sea. The easy silence makes me want to stay here, cocooned in our own private world. For once, we have nothing to do and nowhere to be. This is the perfect place for us to spend our honeymoon. I hope this week goes as slow as the sun setting on a long summer day.
    Leaning my head against my husband’s chest, I smile. The reciprocal grin I receive warms me, and I know this is the man for me, forever.
     
    3 CHAPTER THREE
     
    “Amore? Ava, wake up.” I hear Enzo’s sweet, accented voice coax me from sleep as the plane touches down once more in Phoenix. I sit up in my seat and begin to gather my things, smiling sweetly at my husband.
    “Do you ever