Without actually saying it.
“Fuckin' happy for you.”His eyes stayed on mine.“Really fuckin' happy for you.”Plenty went unsaid between us.But that was sometimes the beauty of being this close to someone.You didn't have to go over everything with a fine-toothed comb.
Sometimes it was okay to just let shit lie.
Nick let us have that moment together before ruining it with what he said next.“It seems our ‘friend’ is getting more insistent.His interest in Francesca hasn't stopped, unfortunately.”
Nick had my entire attention now.
“Fuckin' Raul.Where'd you get that intel from?”Carlo asked and picked up his cup to take a drink.
Nick looked at him.“Asher.”
Carlo exhaled loudly and tossed back the rest of his cappuccino.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Information was one thing.
But information from Eve’s brother was a whole different story.
If Asher had found this out—you could be good and certain it was true.He wouldn't pass on bullshit information to us.Which made this a lot more disturbing.
“I guess hoping he'd give up was unrealistic.No matter how nice it would have been,” I mumbled.Because, yeah.It really would have been fuckin' great if Raul had decided to let this go.
To let Francesca go.
“Asher also said he doesn't appear to have any leads yet.He's still got his guys looking in Chicago.Raul has greatly underestimated your intentions, Stefan.And that is a good thing.”Nick nodded at me as he handed over a small piece of hope.No matter how temporary.
“How fucked up is it that I'd kill to see that ugly fucker's face when he finds out you married Francesca?”Carlo said with a demonic grin on his face.
“Not fucked up at all.I'd pay good money to see Raul shit himself,” Nick added in.And then the two of them laughed.
But I didn't.Because I knew once Raul found out that I'd married—and taken Francesca's virginity—he would come for me.
And her.
3
Francesca
Iopened my eyes to the bright sun shining in our windows.And a delicious, satisfying ache in certain places.
Last night had been—freaking fantastic.Beyond anything I'd ever dreamed of.Sexually, anyway.
Having Stefan share me with his best friend had been—amazing.
And Nick had been so kind and gentle.And also—so freaking hot.He was a wonderful lover, and he'd made sure we were tuned into each other.Even though my husband was watching us the entire time.
I didn't understand why that made it so much hotter.
But it did.
It absolutely did.
Knowing Stefan's eyes were on us while we fucked each other had heightened every kiss, every touch, every thrust so much more.
