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“Hey, Bambi. Want a ride?”
She leans down and gives me a smile. “Where are we going?”
“I want to show you something special to me.”
Mia pulls open the car door. “Then of course I’ll go with you.”
As we drive along, I reach out and hold her hand. I can touch her in here. People can’t see that I’m doing something as transgressive as twining my fingers through hers.
“How was your day?”
“Not as good as my morning,” she says with a smirk.
“Damn, girl, you’re going to make me blush.”
I glance at our joined hands, and the sight is just so perfect I have to remind myself to look back at the road. I never do this shit. Simple pleasures like holding a girl’s hand, just because I like her.
Ten minutes later, I pull up outside the garage that’s for sale. It’s a miracle someone hasn’t snapped it up yet, but doubtlessly someone will before I get my money. Even if it can never be mine, I want to share it with Mia.
“Here we are.”
Mia casts her eyes over the building. “What’s this place? Why are we here?”
“You wanted to know what I’m going to do with my money when I get it. It’s this, or something like it.” I describe to her my dream of owning an auto shop for my favorite kinds of cars. Fast ones with engines like beasts.
A delighted smile breaks over her face. “That’s perfect for you.” Then her smile dims. “And it’s a relief to hear you talk this way. I was worried about you. All that talk of dying while we were up at the lookout was freaking me out.”
The lifestyle I was born into isn’t great for your health, but if I get my hands on this place or something like it, it will do a lot for my longevity.
Screwing my wife’s daughter? Not so much. The moment Mia figures out she’s pregnant or starts to show, I’ll be public enemy number one for the Bianchis, and those uncles are mean motherfuckers.
I’ll figure out what to say to them when the time comes, and Faber will be pissed, but he’ll have my back. He wanted me to be a father. He’s getting his wish, so he can shove any complaints up his ass. I’m doing things my way.
“Don’t you feel even a tiny bit guilty?”
“About what?” I ask, wondering for a moment if Mia’s figured out I’ve been messing with her birth control. I was honest with her about having a plan. It’s maybe not the sort of plan she’ll be expecting, but if the end result is that we’re together, then problem solved.
“Maybe you should come clean to Mom,” she says, twisting her hands together.
I grin at her. All I can feel is pleasure over the fact that I’m getting my hands on the right Bianchi woman. “You want me to go back to the house now and tell your mom her least favorite daughter gives a killer blow job? That she makes me burst in my jeans just by riding my lap?”
“That’s the last thing I want. Laz, please be serious for one second.” She gazes up at me with anguish in her eyes.
My expression grows serious. “If you can’t stand it and you want me to go home and end my marriage right now, I will. Without bringing you into it.”
“You would do that?”
“My heart bleeds for you, Bambi. You get treated worse by these assholes than my family treats me, which is really saying something. You don’t deserve to be dragged through the mud any more than you already have.”
Mia strokes her fingers up and down my biceps as she considers my offer. “If you walk now, you’ll never get your money, will you?”
I shake my head. “I won’t. And I won’t be able to see you, either.” Not nearly as much as I do right now. And I won’t be able to protect her from her mom or any men who come calling for her hand.
Mia chews on her lip as she stares at me. “But at least you won’t be... she won’t be able to...” Mia groans and her expression is pained. “Please tell me you don’t have sex with Mom. That you’ve never had sex with Mom.”
“I don’t have sex with your mom.”
“Ever?” she asks hopefully.
