Isabella asked as Raphael put her black cloak across her shoulders and handed her a pair of long gloves.His brother had finally realized that Dante only had Viola’s best interest in mind. And if he interpreted Raphael’s occasional smirks correctly, he was pleased with the developments between them. Raphael had said as much the day before.“If I didn’t know you any better, I’d say you’re totally smitten with her.”Dante had merely snorted and declined to answer his brother’s implied question.“We’re sure.” Dante sat in his favorite armchair in front of the fireplace now, and what made the situation even more comfortable was the fact that Viola was snuggling against him, sitting on his lap. Why would he want to go out when he had everything he wanted right here? “Enjoy yourselves. I’ll take Viola dancing some other night.”When the front door finally shut behind them, he looked at Viola’s rosy cheeks and red lips, dying for a taste. “You didn’t want to go, did you?”She shook her long hair, which cascaded over her naked shoulders.
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