Capello Brothers 2 Command My Heart by J'aimee Brooker Page B

building a gourmet kitchen and the thought that
it was worse for wear was driving me crazy.
    “Ok… I’m just
going to pretend I didn’t hear that” I joked back. “Lets eat on the
back deck”.
     
     
    “Inta, grab a
movie we can watch” I called from the kitchen, scraping the last of
the burnt risotto from the bottom of the saucepan. Not only had she
had managed to use almost every pot and pan in the kitchen, but she
burnt pretty much everything she’d attempted to cook. She was a
walking, talking disaster in the kitchen and that was putting it
kindly.
    “Dom, there’s
only action movies…” she called from the loungeroom.
    “I know” I
laughed, walking in and setting down some drinks and a tub of
popcorn on the coffee table, “some of them are a bit mushy though”
I said, settling down on the floor behind her and sifting through
the DVD cases. “Here, this one is good—action for me, romance for
you” I offered.
    “Ok, done. Put
it on and I’ll duck down and grab us some pillows and a blanket”
she offered.
    “Grab them off
the spare bed Inta” I called after her. If this was domestic bliss,
then I was ready to sign on the dotted line.
     
     
    As the movie
credits rolled on the second movie, Inta was already dozing off to
sleep her face tucked in close to my chest so I could feel her
every breath. I was tired myself and didn’t want to disrupt the
closeness with Inta so I careful slid down next to her on the couch
so we were face to face.
    “Move in, Inta”
I whispered.
    I heard her
gasp so I knew she heard me, but she said nothing, instead
snuggling her head under my chin and falling into a restless sleep.
I lied awake for another hour, holding her and willing the universe
to give her a nightmare free rest before finally falling asleep
myself, unbelievably happy and resigned to ask Inta properly
tomorrow to move in.

CHAPTER
TWELVE
    “That’s it mate; enoughs enough” I shouted, my voice
booming far louder than I meant for it to, “Spider, get over here
and take over. Inta, go wait in my office”
    “No. I paid for
that bitch to finish this ink and she fucking well will”
    That was it;
I’d listening to this guy trying to sweet talk Inta with his lame
attempt at smooth talk for over an hour. At first, I’d felt kind of
sorry for him, he was clearly getting nowhere and though Inta had
been accommodating at first, as his innuendo became less subtle so
did her lack of patience.
    We’d been
together now for just over five weeks and working together for just
slightly longer; I’d come to know her moods intimately. Right now,
I could tell she was pissed off and had just about had enough of
this guy.
    Valenti had
walked over a couple times trying to distract the guy, knowing that
Inta was growing tired of his small talk and moreover knowing that
I’d blow my stack if this guy didn’t cool it.
    “Get the fuck
out, now!” I shouted, walking over and squaring up with him, the
familiar feeling of blood and adrenaline flooding my head, my focus
suddenly razor-sharp. They guy stood and puffed his chest out
before Valenti appeared between us and Spider persuaded the guy to
leave while the going was good.
    After he left,
I walked into my office expecting to find Inta but she wasn’t
there, “Inta. In here, now.” I shouted from my office, pacing back
and forth trying to calm the adrenaline that was now coursing
through me. “Fuck it Inta, get in here” I shouted again.
    Unprepared for
the tornedo about to hit my office, the back door swung open and
she burst through; her face contorted and angry, tears staining her
cheeks and reddening her eyes.
    “Hey, come
here—its ok” I said softening and reaching for her.
    “No, Dom, it’s
not ok” she shouted back, “You said you wouldn’t control my life—“
she started, her anger poisoning each and every word; “you said I
could trust you”.
    “I did what any
other decent man would do for his girl. That guy had been hassling
you for