“Listen to you. Watching you be a lady boss is sexy,” Rico croons in my ear as he wraps his arms around me from behind.
“My work is never done. Just making sure nothing falls apart while I’m here. Are you finished?”
We’ve come to his place so he can pack a bag to stay at mine. I’ll admit he’s taking this a lot better than I thought he would. I can tell he’s still angry with his uncle, but he seems to have forgiven me.
“I’m all set. Let’s get out of here. I want to take you on a date. We have so much time to make up for.”
“Andiamo. Voglio sapere tutto sulla banda. Mi siete mancati tutti,”I say in Italian with a smile.
He groans. “I love hearing you speak Italian. I didn’t think you could become more perfect. Now it’s like you were made for me.”
“I was. You will see.”
He grasps the back of my neck and tugs me into him to capture my lips. I cling to his shirt as he devours my mouth. Sex with him was amazing last night.
I want him again, but my sore pussy and ass say I need a break. I think he did try to make up for the last three years in one night. I wasn’t complaining at the time.
The passion and intensity of our lovemaking was mind-blowing. He nearly brought me to tears a few times. Not just because it was so good, but there were moments where I could feel his love and how hurt he had been without me.
I aim to fix that. I might be a bit bitter and angry that I won’t get the revenge I came for, but I have Rico and that’s all that truly matters to me.
“Marone. Let’s get out of here before I take you again and we never leave.
“Don’t worry, we’ll make time to hang with the guys. I think they missed you too. It will be good to have things back to normal. I know they’ll be glad I’m not biting their heads off for a while.”
I smile and tuck into his side. When his suitcases come into view, I burst into laughter. Then I see the garment bags.
“Um, how long are you planning on staying with me?”
“Since our next stop is to pick out your engagement ring, I say we live together. This place is the bare minimum because I didn’t give a shit, but your place is meant for a princess. It’s where you belong.”
“You do know that place is my birthday gift from your uncle, right?”
“I figured. Fuck him. It will probably piss him off that I’m there fucking you every night. Works for me either way,” he croons.
I laugh and shake my head. He places his hand on my ass and leans to kiss my temple. I go to help him with his things, but he shakes his head.
“The guys will take care of it. Come on.”
With a smile on my lips, I take his hand and follow him out of the apartment. I snort to myself. Bare minimum.
Back in the day, this place wouldn’t have been an option for me and my mom. Boy, have I come a long way. I wonder what my mother will say now. That’s another bridge I need to cross.
I’m grateful to Uncle Claude for taking her on a vacation. I need more time to think about how I plan to deal with things. My life might be better for me, but the truth of it is the exact opposite of what my mother wanted for me.
Rico
I haven’t beenthis happy in years. I once put an ice pick through a guy’s eye because he joked that I needed to get laid. In all fairness, he sent a stripper to my club for me.
I didn’t find it funny. It was the anniversary of when I met Oni, and the stripper favored her too much, as if he was taunting me. That behavior can be a thing of the past—to an extent.
The sun is still out shining as I walk with my arm around my girl. We have our shades on, strolling without a care in the world.
“You know you’re going to have to answer that soon,” Oni says as my phone rings again and I send it to voicemail.
I shrug. “I’ll get to it when I’m ready.”
“You’re only pissing him off. Is that wise?”
