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And scorching hot.
A few seconds later, the rumbling sound of an engine sent a horrible wave of fear cutting through me like a sharp knife.
He eased back another few inches, grinning when I tried to bite back a whimper. “You’re safe, baby. That’s my driver. You’re coming with me, if only for a little while.”
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere safe to talk. We have plans to make.”
“Plans, huh?”
“Yes, little dove. From now on, our destiny is what we decide to make it. I’m surprised. You’re not wearing the ankle monitor.”
“How did you know about that?”
He chuckled. “You’re going to learn very quickly that there is little that goes on in my city I don’t know about. The Bianchis aren’t welcome here. My family and I plan on sending them back to Jersey where they belong.”
“What about me?” Every word out of his mouth dripped of superiority and ruthless power. It was exciting and terrifying at the same time.
“You’re not leaving the city unless I’m right by your side. Now, come with me.”
“What if something happens?”
He brushed his fingers lightly down my face. “Then we’ll deal with it.” He took a long stride away, taking my hand into his. I could tell he was giving me a single choice.
There wouldn’t be another.
I nodded, wanting nothing more than to spend time with him, basking in the moment of intense passion.
He kept me behind him as he led me from the courtyard, careful to keep me hidden from view as he opened the back door of a dark SUV, pushing me inside. After he scanned the area, he climbed in after me, immediately pulling me close then closing the door.
The driver tipped his head, glancing in the rearview mirror. “Where to, boss?”
“Anywhere but here, Cay. I need a little private time with the woman I love.”
“I have the perfect place in mind.”
To hear Francesco’s words made me tense. I lifted my head, peering into his eyes as the driver took off. Within seconds, the streetlights and those of open businesses, signs, and traffic lights faded into a muted splash of colors as the man drove. He turned on the radio to a classical station, which caused another smile.
“Cayman is a friend as well as my Capo.”
“Capo. He goes with you everywhere?”
“Much to my chagrin,” Cayman said. I hadn’t noticed his island accent until now.
I laughed, the sound filtering into the space. Then Cayman did as well.
“He has missed you, pretty lady.”
“Cay. I will beat your ass if you provide any additional secrets.”
The boisterous laughter coming from the cab wasn’t something I’d expected. Then again, neither was anything about this night. I rolled the tip of my finger down the side of his face. “It’s really you.”
Francesco grabbed my hand, pulling my fingers to his mouth. I shivered to my core as he took the time to kiss one knuckle then another. His eyes never blinked, as piercing as they’d been before. I could do nothing more than get lost in them, even though there was much to say, horrible things to admit. I wasn’t certain how I’d manage because I knew what he’d do and how hard he’d take the news.
When we were a safe distance from the street where I’d been kept incarcerated, Francesco shifted his attention to what appeared to be a small bar I hadn’t noticed before. “Would you like a drink?”
“Why not? This night has been unexpected. Scotch, right?”
