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I barely register that Georgiou and Christian answer and then they’re leaving. I did hear the little comment though that Christian made about me to his brother as they walked away. Something about how hot I looked at the club the other night.
I’m still looking at my guy whose smile turns up a notch when I walk in.
“The Lord is real,” Salvatore says.
“I believe that but with the type of sins we’ve been getting up to aren’t you scared he might strike you with lightning?” I counter.
“Nah, nah, nah he doesn’t see me that way Babygirl. I just prayed I could see you before tonight and here you are.”
I laugh and he reaches for me, pulling me into his lap as he sits on the edge of the desk. His lips find mine and he kisses me but I pull back, aware of where we are.
“Baby, what the fuck, you not gonna kiss me?”
“Not the crazy way we kiss.”
Old man Giordano is scary enough on a good day, there’s no way I want him coming in here and seeing me making out with his son in the middle of the day.
When Salvatore and I get together even the kissing is best reserved for the bedroom unless we’re at The Dark Odyssey.
“Baby you can’t do that. You can’t come here with your fine self and torture me, what did I do to deserve that?” He’s talking all lighthearted and I smile but as I look at him I remember Dad’s words and it gets to me. I remember my state of mind weeks ago. I remember what this guy had to do to be with me. Just to get a chance with me.
There were some things Dad said that were right, others I have control over. Like looking like I sold my body and my life away for three million. It’s not the case because I know what I feel for my boy is real, and him for me too.
“What’s wrong Babygirl?” Salvatore asks.
I touch his face and run my fingers over his beard. “I don’t care about the restaurant,” I tell him.
“You don’t like it anymore? I’ll get you a different one.” He smirks but without the humor.
“It’s not that. I don’t want you to have to think that the only way for you to be with me is if you wave the restaurant in front of me. Yes I want it, but I want you more. I wanted you more and that’s why I agreed.”
He smiles down at me. “And you don’t think I knew that?”
I stare at him. “Did you?”
“Mimi Babygirl you and me go way back. I know you and we have this…” he motions from me to him. I know what he means, I feel it. “We have that thing. So I know you.”
“I know you too. Salvatore, I want you to see it as an investment. Please. Please… I’d feel better if it’s something you invest in.”
“So I can’t give it to you?” He smiles and brushes his nose playfully over mine.
“Not the way you said. I don’t want you to just give it to me. I want you to have a part in it. And I pay you back, or you get a percentage of it. Something.”
“Doll I gotta say not a lot of chicks would turn away a building worth three million.” He grins.
“I’m not though, I’m just including you. If this is about us then I want you to take the restaurant out of the equation.”
He contemplates it and looks uneasy. “Alright. Let’s call it an investment, but as long as it doesn’t take us back to square one.”
“It won’t. It’s not. I promise. I’m with you and that’s how it is.” I nod with determination and he grins at me.
“I like hearing that. But…what’s brought this on baby?” he asks.
I dare not tell him my father made me sound like a slut spreading my legs for him so I could get money. Salvatore would go crazy. So I call on another truth.
“It will make me feel better, because with or without the restaurant I would still be with you. Maybe I would have taken a little longer than I wanted but I would have come to this conclusion. That’s why.”
He holds my gaze and looks me over. “Okay...”
