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“I guess so,” he says in a low tone, shoveling more eggs onto my plate. I push it away from me, frowning.
“I can’t eat another bite,” I say.
Nico looks around outside after breakfast, while I’m loading the dishwasher. I can’t help but think that this is all rather domestic, and that I could get used to this.
I could get used to being with Nico Andretti like this, but it isn’t going to last forever. I need to remember that.
6
NICO
Icall Dante while I’m checking the perimeter of the safe house.
“Any news?” I ask as soon as he picks up.
“Not yet,” he answers. “Angelo swears he spotted Marco running down the highway, but he couldn’t catch up with him after the party, so who knows.”
“Angelo doesn’t drink,” I say with a frown. “Why wouldn’t you believe him?”
Dante sighs. “I don’t know, it was dark, so I’m taking it with a pinch of salt, I guess.”
I hum in response. I suppose he is right, there were some pretty dark areas around there, so unless it was a very lit area, who knows who Angelo saw.
“I’m going to move safehouses. Marco’s men might know where this one is,” I say.
“Yeah, we worked together a few years ago,” Dante agrees. “Best to set up for a while at the one upstate.”
I groan, “I hate upstate.”
Dante laughs. “It’s not a vacation, Nico. How’s the girl? Francesca’s been asking about her.”
“She’s...all right,” I hedge, not wanting Francesca to know that we hooked up. “How’s my annoying little sister?”
“Annoying,” Dante answers jokingly. “Nah, she’s been okay. Just worried about you and her friend.”
“Do you think that Marco will come after her?” I ask.
“No. I think he’s worried about Aurora, honestly, and he might be on your tail. I’m sure he’s managed to get a car by now.”
“Fuck,” I curse. “All right, I’ll take Aurora and leave by tonight.”
“Make sure you ditch your phone. Use one of the burners.”
“Noted.”
I break the phone with my hands and leave it in the dirt outside before walking back into the house. Aurora sits at the table, dressed now in a pair of biking shorts that show off her ass and a T-shirt that she’s got tied up above her belly button.
I do my best not to look her up and down, but damn, it’s hard.
“Listen, Aurora,” I start, planning to tell her that I’m going to take her to a new safehouse, but she bites her lip and looks away.
“I understand,” she says quickly, and I blink at her.
“Understand what?”
“I understand that this can’t happen again,” she mumbles.
“What—” I freeze, finally understanding. She means the sex. “You don’t want it to happen again?”
