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I know what he’s going to tell me. “Let me guess, prepaid card?”
“Yep.” He pauses. “What about Lina?”
My ex, I guess you’d call her, runs a high-class escort service, and she has an ear to the ground because people love to talk. The men and women who she chooses to have on her books come to her with information, and when she thinks it’s important, she’ll pass it along to me. She’s neutral on the surface but very much loyal to the De Lucas. Not because of me per se, but because we’ve helped her, protected her.
“I haven’t heard anything, I’ll reach out.”
“Always worth a try. Gotta go,” Diego says. “Nic? Something will give.”
“Yeah. Thanks.”
After I hang up, I get out of the car. I know he’s right, but timing is everything. I just don’t want that something to be giving when it’s too late.
Inside, I can see her at the desk, and her slime of a boss is way too close, touching her hair. I don’t like it at all. Not only because, for all intents and purposes, that woman is mine for now. She doesn’t look comfortable.
Avah leans back, and every single thing about her body language is telling him to back the fuck off.
Rage, hot and brutal floods me, but I manage to push it down as I open the door and step inside.
She sags with relief, and he doesn’t even look at me.
“We’re closed,” the guy says.
“Hey, Avah, babe, ready to go?” My words are soft and my tone pleasant, but he hears the warning because he turns and looks up.
And up.
The first thing is darkness in his look. Not pleased I’m there because this fuck wants her. The second thing is the swallow.
Fear.
Good.
He should be scared because I want to rip his tongue out. I’m not jealous. But I don’t share my toys.
I pull Avah to me and kiss her, and she jerks a little, like she can’t believe I’m doing this, but I don’t stop. She sighs against me, and her mouth opens. I deepen that kiss into something erotic and carnal, and only stop because my cock is paying way too much attention to her body against mine. The scent of honey and ginger, and the warm, sweet wetness of her mouth.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Avah,” the guy says.
Over her head I cut him a hard and savage look, and he steps back. “Nice to meet you.”
Then I tuck her into my side and take her out to the car.
“Nicolo—”
“Get the fuck in, Avah.”
With that, I drive her to my place in silence. My door is back to normal, thanks to Tizio sending someone to paint over it. The air is redolent with the smell of fresh paint as I open the door and reset the alarm the moment I have her inside.
Then I lean against the door, fold my arms and kick one foot back against it.
“Want to tell me what that was all about and why I shouldn’t shoot him with all my bullets? And I mean all.”
She stares at me like I’ve grown another head. “Rhett? He’s harmless.”
“He was way too close to you, and you,Tesoro, were not enjoying it.”
“I’d love to say you were jealous,” Avah says, hooking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, “but I doubt that.”
