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I’m not stupid. I know what that means. It’s not as simple as being a bit more careful.
“Stephanou Portaleu is back on the scene?” I’m well versed in that name. Frankie’s death was… it was a really hard time. Really hard and it hit all of us.
“Yes baby. It means we’re just going to have to focus a little more on safety. Not you. Me. I may… well, I’ll be around but there may be a time when you won’t see me as much.”
“What does that mean Salvatore?”
“Things might get dangerous. So, all hands on deck, more responsibility. That kind of thing.”
“You become a capo?” I ask with worry brimming in my voice.
Just the other day I thought of this happening. I thought of the possibility and here we are talking about it.
“Something like that. But hey… it’s not today. Today I’m hanging out with my babygirl. We’re going to go to that restaurant of hers and stay there all day fixing it up. All day. I have an idea for your office.”
I know when he’s trying to distract me. Nice as that sounds it doesn’t work.
“Danger,” I whisper as another tear runs down my cheek.
“Hey… not today. Okay, please, can I have today with my girl. Be ordinary. We can talk recipes. We could be a normal couple. A guy and a girl who…um…”
I look at him and I feel like I can say what I feel. “Love each other?” I fill in and he nods.
“Yeah.. we could be a guy and a girl who love each other. Can we do that?”
I nod.
Nothing sounds better than that.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Mimi
“You like it?”Salvatore says looking at the shelves.
They’re black and sleek with a polish to it that gives it a shine.
“I love it,” I tell him with a smile.
Working in here today with Salvatore has provided a distraction from the picture of Mom. It’s keeping my mind from wandering. My thoughts are still there, I’m trying to prioritize give the situation with Stephanou.
“You sure you like it? I don’t know if it should have a matt or gloss finish to match the rest of the office.” He looks around and I do too.
I look and I can’t believe the place is mine.
The office is pretty much done. He painted it a salmon pink color. The black shelves blend perfectly with the new desk and office chair.
“Salvatore this is amazing. I love it. You can’t get much better than this and this is all so much more than I was going to do. I didn’t know you were so good with your hands.” I didn’t mean to say it like that, but it just came out that way and of course he snaps his gaze around to me and gives me an incredulous glare.
“Excuse me?” he asks with narrowed eyes. “Say that again.”
“I just meant I didn’t know you could do all this stuff. I’ve never seen you make anything.”
“I made you a treehouse when you were eight.”
I burst out laughing. “Salvatore you stole Mrs. Hubbleback’s dog house and nailed it to the oak tree in the yard.”
“Did you fit inside it?”
