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“Eddie, please. Can I have this one night where we don’t argue? Please?”
He looked at me a beat then his hand came up and slid in my hair and pulled my face down for a lip touch.
“One night,” he said against my mouth.
I smiled at him.
His hand moved to my jaw and his thumb traced my smile while his eyes watched.
“I’m hopin’, with your shit finished, I’ll see more of that smile.”
I dropped down and snuggled into him.
He wouldn’t be seeing any of my smile, but where I’d be (that was, away from him and all his friends), I probably wouldn’t be smiling much anyway.
I could hear the ring tone from his phone. He dislodged me, leaned down, grabbed his jeans and pulled the cell out of the back pocket. He came back, brought me to him again and flipped the phone open one-handed.
“Yeah?”
He listened for a bit then I felt his body tense.
I came up on my elbow to look at him and his gaze locked on mine.
“You’re shittin’ me,” he said into the phone.
He listened more and then he took his arm from around me and wiped his eyes.
“Right. Yeah. Later.” Then he flipped the phone shut and threw it on the nightstand.
“What?” I asked.
He looked at me. “They found Fratelli dead in his cell. Someone broke his neck.”
I sucked in breath.
“Dear Lord,” I said on an exhale.
His arms came around me and he rolled into me so we were both on our sides, front to front. “You okay?” he asked.
“How did that happen?”
“They don’t know. They’re investigating. He wasn’t in lock up. He was in a private cell. I made arrangements. I figured Marcus would renege on the deal.”
“Do you think he did?”
Eddie gave a single shoulder shrug.
“I don’t believe it,” I said, and I didn’t. I didn’t want Vince dead. Maybe, if I was honest with myself, roughed up a bit, but not dead.
“Areyouokay?” I asked.
“It doesn’t matter to me. It’s just one more piece of shit washed away.”
But Eddie was one of the good guys.
I stared.
Then I told him, “Homicide is a bad thing.”
