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“Emiliano offered my dad a new job. My dad made the mistake of attending the meeting to hear his offer. Bianco learned about it and had him killed.” I shrug. “That’s how it works in the mafia.”
“That’s…intense.”
“I’m just glad I’m out of it.”
“But you’re not. Not really,” she challenges me.
“Aren’t you a brave girl,” I say low. “Defying a hitman.”
“I fuck said hitman’s girl. I’m afraid of nothing.”
I explode in a loud laugh, hitting my hand on the table. “Alright, alright. Let’s say I’m not affiliated with any family anymore. That’s what keeps me away from trouble.”
A slow song comes on from the speaker, and I take her hand. “Am I not meant to get a slow dance during my prom?”
“Yes, absolutely.”
We get up and walk to the front of the stage. Despite the heels, the top of her head barely reaches my mouth. She looks up at me when I wrap an arm around her waist.
“Did you know I’m an excellent dancer?”
“No you’re not,” she snorts.
“Is it so hard to believe?” I start moving to “Till Forever Falls Apart”byAshe andFINNEAS,and she follows my lead.
After a minute, I let go of her waist and give her a small nudge as I step away. I’m still holding her hand, and I get her to spin before bringing her back to me.
Flushed, she looks up. “Samuel Thomas,” she smiles. “How many more secrets do you keep from us?”
“Too many to count.” I wink and slow dance with her close to me. I drop a kiss on the back of her hand and when the song accelerates again, I put both my hands on her waist and lift her as I spin. Her own land on the top of my shoulders and she giggles, so just for the sake of hearing it again, I do another spin.
And another. Until she shrieks with laughter.
I put her down, my head spinning and my lungs tickling with the need to laugh. I let it out as my heart swells. Butterflies spread their wings in my stomach, and I smile down at her.
Our gazes lock. Our breaths sync, and her arms wrap around my neck.
After a few seconds of silence, I whisper, “Now is the time to admit you’re in love with me.”
Chuckling, she separates from me and climbs the stage. She pulls out a microphone and speaks as she runs behind a curtain. “You are in such a rush to hear if I love you, Sam!” Her voice is clear, coming out of the speaker even though she’s disappeared.
I bite my bottom lip and smile to myself.
“First,” the speaker tells me. “We have to see who has been elected prom queen and king.”
Rachel reappears with two crowns and an envelope in her hands. She puts the crowns on top of the speaker and struggles to open the letter while still holding the mic.
“Okay,” she says into the mic. “The prom king of this graduating year is…Samuel Thomas!”
Laughing, I walk toward the stage without going on it. At this height, she can easily put the crown on my head.
“Thank you, thank you,” I say as I bow my head in fake humbleness.
She goes back to the letter. “And this year’s prom queen is…Rachel Harris!”
She steps to the side and grabs the crown. “Oh my god! Thank you so much! I just want to say thank you to the school, to my friends, and more specifically to my girlfriend, Rose White. I also want to thank our boyfriend, Malik Benhaim, and last but not least, I would like to say something to ourotherboyfriend, Samuel.”
She takes a deep breath and looks deep into my soul. “Sam. I love you. I am so in love with you that it’s probably unhealthy at this point. You are now part of the three people who have made me feel more love than I should have felt in a lifetime, and yet…I keep greedily wanting more. Your mere presence does unexplainable things to my heart. So don’t you ever go away.”
