“Well, ladies, that’s my cue to leave.” I get up from my chair, lean over to give Honey a kiss right on the lips, and go refill my coffee. I can’t help but chuckle as I hear the girls giggling while I walk out of the kitchen.
On my way to Ice’s office, Rebel walks in the front door. We both continue and enter Ice’s office together. We both sit. Ice lays his phone on the desk, dials Michael, and puts it on speaker.
“Hey, Ice,” Michael says when he answers the phone.
“Hey. I’m here with Sainte and Rebel. Got you on speaker.”
“Hey, guys,” Michael says. “So do we have an answer for Santino?”
“We do,” Ice says. “It’s a deal. What do we gotta do to finalize the papers?”
“Fantastic. I was hoping you would agree. I’ll talk to Vince and see when he can get the papers drawn up. I’ll have him bring them to Edinboro personally so we can get the ball rolling on this one.” He pauses for a moment. “You know, you mind if Zaira and I come with him?”
“Hell no, we’d love to see you.”
“You got room, or should we find a hotel?”
“Fuck the hotel. You’re staying at my house,” Ice says. “Emma will be thrilled.”
“You know it won’t be just Zaira and me. Now that I’m Don, the whole fucking entourage has to come too.”
We all laugh. “No worries, Michael. We’ll make it work.”
“I’ll be in touch,” Michael says and disconnects the phone.
Ice leans back in his chair. “Well that was easy.”
“Michael’s a great guy. You know that,” I say, and at the same time, Ice and I say, “But don’t cross him.”
We laugh.
“So I better go tell Emma that we will be getting company in the near future,” Ice says.
“Yeah, Ice, you might want to tell her that you’re soon to be the owner of a sex club too,” Rebel says.
“Oh fuck, I didn’t think about that.”
He gets up and walks to the door. “I’m going. I need to hear this,” Rebel says.
“Fuck that, me too. This should be good.”
We follow Ice out of the office, laughing.
When we get to the kitchen, Tara and Brianne have come down. I walk into the kitchen, and Honey immediately blushes.What’s up with that?The girls laugh, making me feel like I am the brunt of some sick joke.
“All right, Feisty Pants, what the fuck is going on?” I ask.
“Nothing.”
Tara, Brianne and Emma laugh again.
“What?”
She walks toward me, wraps her arms around my neck, and whispers, “The girls heard me screaming last night.”
I burst out laughing. “Sweetheart, if that is the worst, bring it on!” I kiss her on the forehead. “At least everyone knows your man keeps you satisfied.”
She smiles. “That you do.” The woman before me has suddenly blossomed. How can one person change so much in just a couple hours? Earlier she was insecure and frightened, but now, this beautiful woman standing before me is radiant and confident. Just goes to show what the love of a good man can do.You never told her you loved her.
