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Diavolo Ch 08

Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

water running. Abigail leaned over one of the double sinks, splashing water in her face. She looked pale, eyes closed and breathing open-mouthed. He did that. To her. The girl who’d made him glad he opened his eyes every morning. Grabbing a face towel and tossing it over his shoulder, he made his way to her. She finally straightened, their eyes meeting in the mirror. He offered her the towel. Without turning to face him, she took it, mumbling her thanks and then dried her face. So many things he needed to say. He didn’t know where to start. He was still pissed she’d gone back to the mansion in Laguna Beach. Scared of her reaction in knowing he’d had her living in his beach house with the pretext of being a housekeeper to some secret person. He really didn’t want anyone to know his secret hideaway. Just the guys and his grandmother. Now Rafe had brought a bunch of people over via the bay. Fuck. “Tell me what you’re thinking,” he said, needing to know. She blinked, her teeth nipping her lower lip. Her gaze darted away from his, disconnecting from him. Not good. He crowded her, blanketing her back with his body, lips almost brushing her ear. A violent shiver went through her. “Abigail,” he breathed out, the heat of her already making him hard. “I was going out of my mind knowing you were with him.” Her eyes snapped open. He slid his gaze back to the mirror to see how wide her pupils were. He affected her too. It wasn’t just his blood flowing like lava through his veins right ... now. “I already told you. Mikayla called me.” He closed his eyes, turned his nose to sniff at her fragrant hair. How he wished it were unbound so he could bury his face in the golden mass. “Abigail, I love you.” She made a strangled sound in her throat. He turned to look at her reflection again. Her eyes were closed, glittering wetness flooding her lashes. “You lied to me,” she got out through clenched teeth. “About who owned this place?” Her eyes snapped back open, full of hurt, anger, and accusation. “I try to keep that information secret, Abigail. I didn’t want anyone to know this place is mine. I was going to tell you. We just hadn’t gotten around to talking about it. I was scared you’d leave and go back to Laguna.” Just thinking about it made him want to go ape-shit. She let out a pent up breath, her eyes focusing on the silver faucets in front of her. “I was going to get a job, a little apartment,” her voice sounded small. “I was finally going to stand on my own two feet.” Gabriel frowned, not understanding. He’d given her a place to stay. His home. Their home. And he’d given her money. She didn’t need a fucking job. Her eyes rose to meet him in the mirror again. He didn’t really like what he saw in them. “I need to leave, Gabriel.” No. Time to change tactics. ******* His face fell. “You’re going to abandon me? When I need you most?” The deep tone of his voice, so soft, made goose bumps rise on her arms. “You’re hardly alone, Gabriel.” His lips pressed together, green eyes ...