Hours later, Lorenzo came downstairs for breakfast. It was a Saturday morning, so he didn't have any early-morning meetings to rush off to and instead he tended to linger over his newspaper and coffee and largely ignore Sarah .
That morning was no different. It was as if their earlier argument hadn't happened at all. They ate their casual weekend meals in the kitchen and the homey setting lent a false sense of domesticity to the scene. But while Sarah was uncomfortable and tense in the intimate setting,Lorenzo always remained as cool as the proverbial cucumber. Then again, that was nothing new, as the alpha rarely showed emotion. In fact the "discussion" of that morning was the most heated Sarah had ever seen him. Lorenzo kept his feelings under wraps but had always made his contempt for the omega more than clear. It was in the way he refused to meet Sarah’s eyes, the way he could make love to the omega without kissing her on the mouth, the way he could talk past Sarah when he had something to tell her, while eternally optimistic and stupid Sarah had never been good at hiding her feelings from Lorenzo. Not from the very moment she'd met Lorenzo, nearly two years ago. How hopelessly infatuated she had been! How quickly the omega had fallen in love. Sarah vividly recalled their first meeting. Lorenzo had come to dinner at their house. Her father hadn't told her much about their guest except that he was the son of an old acquaintance, and an alpha. Her father had then left her to meet Lorenzo by herself so that she could make an entrance. It had been one of her father many "tricks" to keep his business adversaries constantly wrong-footed. He loved getting them on his own turf and had conducted many business deals in his home. He would let Sarah soften them up with her natural warmth, and then he would swoop in while they were still charmed and go in for the kill. Sarah hadn't known about her role in her father's wheeling and dealing until she was twenty two; before that she had merely been grateful for the opportunity to help her father entertain his important friends. By the time she met Lorenzo ,Sarah was the consummate hostess,charming, sweet, warm on the outside but completely disillusioned on the inside. Her father's little business parties had always left her feeling used and disheartened. Lorenzo Matteo had swooped into their home looking grim and purposeful, like a man ready for battle. Lorenzo had seemed surprised to see Sarah standing in the huge entrance. Sarah had been wearing a simple green sheath dress, her hair upswept into an elegant ponytail of her wavy waist length hair, and she had chosen a simple emerald pendant with matching earrings as her only embellishments. Lorenzo had faltered at the sight of the omega and frowned in confusion. Sarah, for her part, had been completely riveted by the unexpectedly splendid man who stood in front of her, and for the first time ever Sarah poise had deserted her ,she had been unable to utter a single word. Lorenzo had been beautifully outfitted in a tailor-made business suit, but his windswept hair had contradicted that air of sartorial splendor, giving him a slightly wild appearance. His dark stubble and loosened tie reinforced that ruggedness. He had been like no other man Sarah had ever seen before, and the omega wanted to know everything there was to know about him. Lorenzo had recovered first. He had taken a step toward the omega, followed by another and then another, until he stood directly in front of her, so close that his every inhalation of breath caused his chest to lightly brush against Sarah’s,Sarah had tilted her head back to stare at the alpha in wonder, tracing every angle and curve on his face in fascination. "Hello, cara." His voice, like dark velvet over gravel, had sent a shudder of awareness up his spine. "What's your name?" "Sarah ."Sarah had been helpless to do anything but respond. He smelled wonderful like whiskey and sin, and Sarah couldn't help and had found herself leaning towards the alpha to breathe in his scent. Sarah remembered every word, every emotion, every sensation of the exchange that had followed. "Sarah?" he repeated, his appealing voice going slightly husky. "Bellissima. I'm Lorenzo ." "Yes," she said, not making much sense at that moment, and the alpha grinned. It was a beautiful, warm, boyish smile that made him even more handsome. "Can you say it?" he asked quietly. "Say what?" "My name. I want to hear my name on those amazing lips."Lorenzo traced a finger over her lips and she stopped breathing completely and moaned. "Say it, cara. Two little syllables Lo-renzo Please?" "Lo-renzo," the omega whispered, and he groaned a little. "Perfect. You're perfect, Sarah." No one had ever looked at her and seen perfection before. No one had ever smiled at her with so much appreciation and warmth in their eyes before. Sarah had found herself staring back at this appealing stranger, and for the first time in her life, she had felt wanted. Between one heartbeat and the next, Sarah had fallen head over heels in love.Lorenzo paused, his gaze lingering on Sarah before he continued, his voice low and reflective. “She’s the kind of woman I always pictured myself marrying. Poised, sophisticated, beautiful...She keeps all her emotions locked up tight, which suited me fine because I never appreciated messy emotional scenes. We dated and got along pretty well when we were in college. I fancied myself in love with her. It was a very neat, clinical, and uncomplicated version of love. I thought that we were perfectly suited, before things got difficult and we broke up. We both have grown up since then and realised we weren't as well suited and we thought. I- when we were together, we were...practically kids, jesus. We were so young, and just- privileged with the youth we had, free of responsibilities and societal expectations." Sarah tried to keep her expression neutral, but it hurt so much listening to her husband talk about the other woman. "Then I came here to meet your father and saw you for the fi
Sarah woke up some time during the early hours of the morning when she felt Lorenzo leave the bed. Sarah blinked in confusion, not sure how she'd gotten to bed. She was stark naked, and she didn't remember getting undressed or even coming upstairs for that matter. Sarah could hear Luciana fretting through the baby monitor and was about to get out of bed when she heard Lorenzo’s gentle voice crooning to the baby. Luciana calmed down a little, and Sarah smiled as she listened to her husband sing to the baby, Lorenzo’s sleep-roughened voice slightly off-key. His voice faded and Sarah sat up, switching on the bedside lamp and adjusting the pillows behind her back when she discerned that Lorenzo was probably bringing Luciana into the bedroom for her feed. Lorenzo appeared moments later, looking completely rumpled and wearing nothing but white boxer shorts. He smiled when he saw Sarah sitting up in bed. "Your daughter's hungry." Lorenzo’s nodded down at the fussing baby, and Sarah rea
At first Sarah hadn't been comfortable with the blatant nepotism, but both Logan and Jackson had convinced her that they genuinely saw value in her work. "Looks like she's not wanting for attention, so I'll take her beautiful mother out for a spin on the dance floor in the meantime," Giovanni said, and whisked a laughing Sarah away from Lorenzo before the other man could protest, twirling her around to some upbeat music. He'd had Sarah for barely two minutes before someone cut in, and after that Sarah was passed from partner to partner for the next half hour before Lorenzo finally claimed her. "Think you can spare some time to flirt with your husband, cara?" he asked sulkily, and Sarah blinked up at her husband uncertainly until she recognized that Lorenzo was a little jealous and most definitely pouting. The fact boosted Sarah’s confidence and brought a delighted smile to her face. "I have a few minutes to spare between dances." Sarah nodded after a considering pause, and L
"So what are the plans for tonight?" Elisa asked curiously as Sarah enjoyed the decadent slice of chocolate mousse cake she was having for dessert. "We'll probably have a quiet evening." Sarah shrugged. " Lorenzo doesn’t know it's my birthday." "Oh." Elisa glanced away for a long moment before turning back to Sarah . "Do you want me to tell him?" "No, he'd feel awful if he knew." Elisa’s lips tilted at the sides. "Well, at least he wouldn't be indifferent," Elisa said. "Which is probably what he would have been a year ago." Sarah nodded. "I know." She paused. "Lorenzo told me he loved me...about a month ago. And he's said it every day since. But, I can't quite seem to bring myself to believe him." "Sarah, it's been pretty obvious to me for a while now that he's in love with you," her cousin startled Sarah by saying. "It has?" "Yes...I think I started to see it when he tried to forgive my debt for no good reason and then when you fainted after your amniocentesis and star
It was three months later and Sarah headed down to the kitchen for breakfast and found her husband already seated at the table, newspaper in hand. He'd already dressed Luciana and had her little baby carrier placed on the table in front of him. Luciana was asleep and Lorenzo was so absorbed in his paper that he didn't notice Sarah at first. It was Ms. Brown day off, so Lorenzo had fixed himself a bowl of cereal, toast, and some coffee. Sarah smiled at the sight of them, her heart overflowing with affection for them both. "Good morning," Sarah greeted cheerfully as she headed over to the breakfast nook. Sarah dropped a kiss on the baby's cheek and then, after the briefest of hesitations, one on her husband's lean cheek. While Sarah was a lot more affectionate these days, Sarah still felt a certain reserve around Lorenzo, not sure if she could touch and kiss her husband as freely as he did to her. Sarah knew she was being silly, but she seemed unable to overcome her emotional bar
Lorenzo smiled bittersweetly. "I know you don't believe me yet," he whispered. "But I'll make it my life's work to convince you." Lorenzo bent his head and kissed Sarah gently, his lips moist, gentle, and sweet on Sarah’s. Lorenzo raised his head much too quickly, and Sarah went up on her toes to prolong the contact. "Enzo..." Sarah didn't know what to say, but Lorenzo shook his head and smiled gently. "It's okay. I just wanted you to know." Lorenzo kissed her again, a little bit more urgently this time. Sarah’s dormant hormones sprang to life in an instant, and she pushed closer to Lorenzo, deliberately rubbing herself against Lorenzo’s hardening cock. Lorenzo deepened the kiss, his tongue plunging into Sarah’s mouth in clumsy desperation, and her lack of finesse made Lorenzo even hungrier for her. "The doctor gave me the all-clear for sex last week," Sarah reminded Lorenzo, and he groaned at Sarah’s urgent words. "I didn't tell you how I felt because I was trying to