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“They get dinner. Then I’m going to go get fucked up.” Chris laughs.
“We just fucking graduated.” Scott slings his arm over my shoulder. “Come get shit-faced with us to celebrate.”
They’re both right. I don’t ever go and party with them. And while I should be celebrating the fact that I am the first in my family to graduate from college today, it’s the last thing on my mind.
Next week will be exactly one year to the day that I started my internship with Marcano Enterprises. It was supposed to be a mere two months of my summer. Nothing more than a boring as fuck office job where I figured I’d be in charge of fetching coffee and making photocopies.
Instead, I spent my summer at an internship that I can’t ever actually tell anyone about. At least not without sending myself and several other people to prison.
I’m probably looking at a minimum of three life sentences for myself.
And fuck, who knows how many borders I crossed without a passport to tack on to the top of that.
I will never forget the things I had the opportunity to learn. And I can never thank Alejandro Marcano enough for sharing so much about my father with me that I didn’t know.
And also, for saving my life.
I should probably thank Andres and the fact that he missed his calling in Formula One while I’m at it.
Or the fact that I met the most amazing woman that changed my life in ways that I could never accurately convey to anyone. How submitting to her made me a stronger man, a gift I’ll be eternally grateful for. She’s the woman that’s going to hold my heart until the day I die.
“Who the fuck is that?” Scott practically trips over his jaw as it hits the ground.
Parked before us at the end of the block is an obviously expensive, sleek, navy-blue sports car. Leaning, arms crossed, against the side is a gorgeous woman with long, sleek auburn hair. She’s wearing a form fitting skirt with a high slit and a low-cut blouse, both showing just a hint of the lacy garments that she is wearing beneath them.
“Are you ready, sugar?” She pushes herself from the car and takes a step toward me. Gripping the chest of my shirt with both hands, she pulls herself onto her toes and against my lips. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pull her tightly to me while plunging my tongue into her mouth. Sweeping it over hers, she groans into my mouth, and the vibrations travel straight to my cock.
“Fuck, I wouldn’t go out with us either.” I vaguely hear Chris as the two of them walk away.
“I fucking missed you, cariño,” my words vibrate against her lips as I pull back from our kiss.
“I was only gone for two days, and I plan to make them up to you tonight.”
I continue to hold her against me as I twirl a tendril of her hair around my finger. “I still can’t quite get used to this.”
“Trust me, I’m changing it back the moment we leave New York.”
The week that I spent drifting in and out of consciousness after nearly dying to save the love of my life, Sofia made some drastic decisions.
While I was willing to spend my life waiting for a bullet to the back of the head, constantly looking over my shoulder, and ready to lay my life on the line for her daily, Sofia didn’t feel the same.
She was adamant that this wasn’t the life she wanted to live. Even more adamant that she couldn’t bear the thought of being the reason that I died. It took a bit of convincing, but she talked a very reluctant Alejandro into allowing her to give up her family’s legacy and to kill her.
No cartel and dead. The two things that would ensure no one would come for her—or us—ever again.
A little swapping of dental records, a body from the morgue, and small house fire at her villa, which was already riddled with bullet casings, was the perfect way to fake her death.
We spent the remainder of the summer on a private beach in Chile while I recuperated, returning to New York for me to finish out my final year of college.
One of the few things she absolutely refused to bend on, even though I would have left my whole life behind for her.
She must really fucking love me because she has spent both terms holed up in my tiny ass apartment waiting for today.
But that ends tonight.
thirty five
GABRIEL
