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Her arm wraps around my chest. As I slowly slip out from under her, I watch as her full lips slightly part and a deep breath flutters out. She is perfect.
Gently resting her head on the pillow, I tiptoe out of the room.
As I am about to leave, I somehow find myself standing outside my bedroom door. Maybe I could get Maddie and Sienna over to keep her company during the day? Surely being on her own for so long could be making it worse.
I pinch the bridge of my nose, willing away the ache at my temples.
My phone starts vibrating against my chest in my jacket.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Luca Russo, I assume?” A thick, gravelly Italian accent greets me.
“Who’s asking?” My stomach sinks with the options.
“Romano. You wanted my attention. Well, now you have it.”
Fuck. My mind isn’t with it for this.“Did you get my message?”
He laughs on the other end. “Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?”
“Do you?” I spit back.
“If the Capris want to run guns into New York, we don’t need anyone’s permission.” His voice raises.
Now it’s my turn to laugh.“That’s not how it works here.”
He pauses with a small chuckle. “You’ve got balls, I’ll give you that.”
I roll my eyes.
“Look, what do you want? I’m busy,” I say, as I hear Rosa closing the door to the bathroom.
“I’ll start with getting my guns back. Once I have those, I might have some information that you’d be interested in having.”
I don’t give a shit what he knows. “No deal.”
I end the call. I don’t have time for this right now.
* * *
Rippingoff my tie the second I walk through the front door, I follow strange noises coming from the living room.
She’s shoveling in popcorn, giggling to herself. At this moment, this is a carefree version of Rosa. My cheeks start to hurt from smiling at her. That weird warm fuzzy feeling stirs up in my chest, making me rub it.
“Are you going to stand and stare all night, or do you want to watch with me?”
She doesn’t look away from the movie as I drop down on the other end of the couch. She side-eyes me and hands over the bowl, but not before taking another huge handful.
“What are we watching?” I mumble around a mouthful.
“Bridesmaids.” She doesn’t elaborate, and we sit in silence for a moment.
“So, it’s about some wedding?”That gets her attention as her head swings around to face me, her jaw hanging open.
“You have not seen Bridesmaids?” she says in disbelief.
I toss one of the buttery morsels at her, aiming for her gaping mouth.
