Chapter 49

Grace's pov

I blinked. Once. Twice.

“You— how long have you been standing there?” I asked, my voice a little too high.

“Long enough,” Silvano replied, folding his arms as he leaned towards me, still wearing that maddening smirk.

My cheeks burned. Of course, he heard us talking about him and his….arggghh. I don't want to think about it. Why did Harper bring it up?

“You weren’t supposed to hear that,” I muttered, crossing my arms too, mostly to feel like I had some kind of defense.

“Well, now that I did, you can either explain to me or leave me to my own assumptions.” He said, lifting his brows slightly.

I groaned inwardly.

“Harper was just being nosy, that's all.”

“So you don’t know about my s*x life?” he asked, stepping a little closer.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

He took another step. “Should I fill you in?”

“What? No,” I said quickly, horrified to know anything about it.

“You look nervous,” he said, his voice dipping and playful “Why?

“I am not nervous,” I said too qui