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“I didn’t know that about your father, if I did—”
“I don’t care about him. He didn’t care about me or Rocco at all, just don’t hurt my brother, okay? I know he’s the all-big and scary Don most of the time, but deep down he’s a solid guy.”
“I know,” I say awkwardly.
“Don’t make getting smashed a habit, it will remind him too much of me, his bastard step-sister who he has to keep bailing out,” she says with a wink.
“He cares about you, even if he doesn’t say it. It’s just how he is.”
“True, let’s reapply your makeup, brush your teeth and then you’ll be good to go. Stick to water the rest of the night,” she says warningly.
“Thanks, Lucia,” I say sheepishly. “You can’t even tell my head was down the toilet. Nice work.”
“Smashed girl chic is my specialty.”
Rocco gives me a small victorious smile as I sit beside him. “Anything you want to say to me?”
“I’m starving,” I say hopefully.
“That is not quite the words I was looking for.” He waves to the waiter. “What do you want?”
“I thought it was menu only.”
“Clearly, you forgot who you’re with. What do you want?”
“Honestly, I want pizza and fries. The greasier, the better.” I say rubbing my empty stomach.
“You heard her,” he says giving the waiter by the table a bundle of notes.
“Thanks,” I say awkwardly.
“Don’t thank me, I’m just making sure you’re not calorie deficient for later,” he whispers seductively into my ear, making every hair on my neck stand on end.
I watch her in amusement as she hungrily bites into the pizza. It’s as if she hasn’t eaten in days. She admits to me that I had been right about the drinking, but I never expected her to. I have never abstained from sex for so long but tonight that will absolutely be remedied, and maybe in some fucked up way it’s better we waited.
“Feel better?” I say amusedly.
“Lots,” she says with her mouth still full and grease all around it. “Did you send Lucia to see me?”
“Yeah, if anyone is an expert in being drunk, it’s her. She fixed you up good.”
“And I guess you thought it would be a good way to get us talking again?” she says, raising her eyebrow a fraction.
“Honestly, I don’t care whether you and Lucia talk. I would much prefer it if she didn’t talk to me either,” I say dryly.
“You have a lot of enemies already, Rocco, let’s make the most of the people in our corner. She’s your sister, and she loves you so much, she nearly tore my head off in defense of you.”
“Our corner?” I say smiling at her.
“We’re officially a ‘we’.” She shrugs.
“Does that mean you consider yourself as a De Luca now?”
“Sure, I was never much of a Falcone in Papa’s eyes anyway. You know as well as I do, I can’t keep my mouth shut and I don’t listen to anyone,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Maybe that’s what makes you different.”
“Maybe that is what makes me a problem.”
