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A squeak escapes my lips as Frankie spins me around. His lips crash onto mine, leaving me gasping for air.
“What was that for?” I say when he pulls back.
“I just wanted some time with you before we go.”
“You mean in case you don’t come home, don’t you?”
He shakes his head, stroking my face.
“Baby, you know if it comes down to it, I’m taking a bullet for you, for my family. Will I try my fucking hardest to make it home to you? Yes. You know that is my driving force now. I can’t lie to you, though. This isn’t going to be pretty. There is a chance. This could be the last time I get to steal a kiss from my dolcezza.”
My eyes sting. I can’t bring myself to look at him. “Don’t say that, Frankie.”
“Zara, this is our life. This is how I have lived for years, except this time, I truly have something to live for, to fight to come back to. So, I will.”
He kisses me again, but I don’t return it. I refuse for it to be our last.
“Don’t deny me,” he growls.
He grabs my hand, my engagement ring sparkling between us.
“You think I won’t do everything I can to make sure I make you my wife? That I won't come home to give us that family we want, our legacy? Give me some credit.”
I suck in a breath, looking into his eyes.
“Now, kiss me like you mean it,” he demands.
I jump into his arms, causing him to stumble back against the wall. Slamming my lips over his, I kiss him with everything I have, pulling at his hair as he moans into my mouth.
His hand slides down into my panties, his index finger circles my clit until my entire body begins to quiver.
Just as I’m about to start begging, he pulls away with a grin. “I’ll be finishing what I started when we’re home.”
I stare at him, open-mouthed and breathless. “You asshole.”
“Yeah, I’ll fuck your ass too, if you want.” He winks, and removes his hand. “I love you, Zara. You know that, right?”
I nod. “Oh, I know. I love you too, my crazy man. Let’s get this done, so I can have you all to myself.”
He turns away and swipes up the vest from the bed.
“Arms up,” he commands.
He slips it over my head and starts to adjust the sides first, followed by my shoulders, without saying a word.
“I’m going to be fine, Frankie. You’ve seen me in action.”
He swallows, still staying silent as he hands me my black sweater. “You are all that matters, dolcezza.”
I gently cup his face in my hands, tracing the short dark beard with my fingertips.
“I mean, I think I look pretty hot like this. Badass, right?” I wink at him, trying to shake him out of any dark place he might be sending himself to.
“Badass, now that is the perfect way to describe you, baby.”
I wiggle my eyebrows and grin.
“It helps when you’ve got the mafia boss wrapped around your little finger.” I tap his cheek and try to walk away. I can’t hide my giggle when he catches me by the wrist, lifts me in the air and throws me down on the bed.
