Chapter 42

Chapter Forty-Two

Genevieve struggled to maintain her composure as Matteo edged closer, his head dipping so his lips barely brushed the tender skin along the curve of her neck. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down her spine.

“I didn’t realize escaping a crazy woman required a five-point plan,” she teased, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fluttering in her chest.

A low chuckle rumbled from Matteo, the vibration traveling through her skin and making her breath hitch. She fought to steady herself, pressing her palms firmly against the cold glass wall beside her to anchor her swirling thoughts.

“Escaping a crazy woman? No, that’s not it,” he said smoothly. “But making one jealous? That takes careful planning.” His hand slid from her hip to her wrist, finally settling on the curve of her backside. She bit her lip, struggling to suppress a soft moan.

“I wasn’t trying to—” she started.

“Of course not,” he cut in, a sly grin tugging at his lips. “You texted me because my name is the first in your contacts, right? You dashed in here and waved just to taunt her for fun. Then, by some miracle, you ended up in the most visible spot in my office, not anywhere else. Pure coincidence, I’m sure. But now that we’re here…” His voice trailed off as his lips brushed hers.