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Lucian has had a hard-on for that girl since I can remember. She’s his tutor now, of all things, but if she thinks she’s going to get away with this because she’s not a Popescu, she’s about to get a surprise. Popescu or not, Lucian is mad enough to get his hands dirty with her. If only to teach her a lesson.
“I’ll bring up your mother any time I want,” I snap. Spreading my arms wide, I ask, “Why are you here? You’re nowhere near school or home. What could you possibly want in this area? It’s dangerous, and after what happened yesterday, I expected better from you. Seriously, do you have any sense?”
“Listen, you prick, I don’t need your permission to walk around this or any other neighborhood.”
Blowing out a long exhale, I try to regain my composure and ask calmly, “What are you doing here, Crina?”
She stubbornly edges her chin up and sniffs. “We were going for a cappuccino.”
Another wave of anger crashes into me at her bold lie. “For Christ’s sake, don’t play me for a fool. You didn’t have to come to this neighborhood for a cappuccino. You can get one at Adrian’s Bakery or any Starbucks in our neighborhood. Where it’s safe.”
Crina crosses her arms over her chest. “We could have but we didn’t want to. We wanted to drink one here. It’s not a crime.”
She turns her nose up at me.
Dear God, she’s begging for my hand on her ass. Repeatedly. And this would be nothing gentle to arouse her. No, I would make sure this was a punishment.
“I bet you did, and knowing you, you spearheaded this whole thing,”
Her eyes slit in anger. “It wasn’t me. It was Star.”
“Yeah, right. I wasn’t born yesterday, Crina. You can try that on someone else but I know you and this is just the kind of scheme you’d come up with.”
I yank her to me, a little rougher than I’d planned. She bumps into my chest.
“Get the hell off me.”
“I will. The moment you start acting like a sensible adult.”
She starts beating my chest with her fists, which only makes me hold onto her tighter.
“Let me go. Let me go!”
“I’ll let you go if you calm down and stop acting like an impulsive child.”
She’s in a real tizzy now. “Go to hell, Marku. I’m so sick of you.”
“Calm down,” I roar, but of course, that only makes her struggle harder. This isn’t the time or the place to give her free rein to lash out at me till she’s exhausted herself, yet I’m too wound up to handle her the way she needs. I usually control myself better, but the shock of seeing my wife in the middle of this grungy neighborhood has taken me aback.
“What are you even doing here? You followed me, didn’t you? God, you’re unbelievable.”
“Of course I didn’t follow you. I’m working. Lucian and I were taking care of business down here when, lo and behold, I catch you roaming around the city.”
Studying me carefully, she must believe me because she settles down a little. I clasp her closer and demand in return, “What are you doing here, and don’t give me that song and dance about getting a cappuccino. I’m not an idiot.”
What the hell is going on? A terrible thought crosses my mind. Alarm rises in my chest. “Are you meeting someone?”
She looks at me, startled. “What? Of course not.”
“Don’t take that tone with me. Scary scenarios are coming hard and fast, so you’re better off telling me the truth.”
She looks at me hard. “You think you can handle the truth with the way you’re acting?”
I swallow.Shit, what is it?
“Yeah, just tell me.”
She side-eyes me doubtfully, but there’s an air of longing, of pleading underlying her expression. “I-I…I mean, we wanted to come down and do something different, ya know?”
