Chapter 23 - Malia (2)

Feeling bold, I raise my chin. "I do."

"They're very dirty," he says, dragging the last word as if it's a warning.

My breathing suddenly goes fast. The words come out of me before I can even think about it. "I like dirty."

Giovanni freezes for a second before a slow grin curls up on his lips. He's so freaking handsome, it hurts to look at him. My god. "I don't know if you can handle it."

"Try me."

For a few beats, he seems to ponder it. And when I think he's going to backtrack, he lowers his face to my ear, his lips catching the shell of it and making me gasp. In a low, dark, and deep voice, he tells me all the sinful things he wants to do to me.