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“Kaye, baby girl,” I toss my head back, “you’re young and gorgeous.Of course,they’re staring.”
The line moves, and suddenly, the bouncer is right in front of us. We’ve been out for an hour and had a couple of drinks at the last bar, but Kaye and I sober up before the guy gets a whiff of alcohol. I flash him a smile, and he lets us through the door, but not before looking at Kaye’s ass as she walks by.
When we get inside, Red Dawg is packed, and the line to the bar stretches to the back wall. Kaye and I decide to secure a place on the dance floor before grabbing drinks.
The sweat from all the surrounding bodies accumulates on my skin, causing my legs to feel sticky and damp. The air conditioning blasts from every direction, but it isn’t enough to mask the scent of body odor, cologne, and cheap vodka.
“I’m going to get us another round!” I announce as the song changes. Kaye gives me the thumbs up, staying on the dance floor to guard the small patch of space we’ve claimed as our own.
As I fight through the crowd to get to the bar, I run into a familiar face. “Dante?” He’s my stepfather’s older brother and one of the last people I expected to see at the bar tonight. His hair is shot through with streaks of gray, but he’s the kind of man who only gets better looking with age, like George Clooney or Idris Elba.
Dante eyes me up and down like he’s a single man looking for the right woman to take home. I’ve met his wife a couple of times at Terlizzi family gatherings; she’s a striking young woman. I wonder what she’d think about his lewd behavior. “Cara Mia,” he grins, “my, oh my. I can see why Lolo is attracted to you.”
I came out tonight to get attention, but Dante’s eyes trailing across my body feel more lecherous than sexy. I cross my arms over my chest in a vain attempt to hide the cleavage I am eagerlyshowing. “What are you doing here?” I shift uncomfortably from one foot to the other, wishing I could melt into the floor.
Dante’s lips move, but I can’t hear him over the fresh wave of music blasting through the speakers. The twist of his lips tells me that whatever he said would have turned my stomach. He looks like a predator stalking his prey, and I’m the only one in sight.
I smile wanly and give him a little wave, pointing toward the bar to indicate why I’m walking away. He doesn’t see me because he’s already moved on. His eyes are locked on someone in the distance, and he takes off without another word.
Unfortunately, Dante isn’t the only Terlizzi at Red Dawg tonight. Salvatore and Luciano stand at a high-top table, throwing back shots.
“Lucatello!” Salvatore yells over the cacophony of music and voices when he sees me. “What are you doing here?”
“Me? It’s a college bar. What areyoudoing here?”
His lips curve into a smirk. “Terlizzi night out,” Salvatore says with a wink. “Nic is here, too, if you’re looking.”
My stomach flip-flops. I’m not looking for my stepfather; I don’t ever want to see him again. But those aren’t the words that come out of my mouth.
“Where is he?” Salvatore nods toward the opposite corner of the room, and when I turn to look, I see some tiny little blonde with her body pressed up against him. My jaw drops open, and I forget the drinks I told Kaye I would get.
I make a path toward Niccolo, pushing my way through the crowd. He sees me when I’m twenty feet away. His posturestraightens, and he smiles as he whispers something in the blonde girl’s ear. She turns her head to look at me, eyeing me up and down in a catty way that only girls are capable of. Then she rolls her eyes and walks away as if she doesn’t think much of me.
“Dolcezza,” Nic grins as I approach, “I knew you’d be back.”
“Shut up,” I glare at him, straining to be heard over the music. “Are you stalking me? Is that why you’re here?”
He rakes his eyes from my face all the way down my body, sending a ripple of pleasure through me as he gives me the attention I crave. Niccolo doesn’t bother responding. Instead, he licks his lips as if dinner’s just been served. “Quite the outfit you have on.”
Goosebumps pucker the skin across my chest, my nipples tightening into hard little peaks beneath the fabric of my dress. “You need to go, Nic. Kaye is here.” I say as if that will persuade him.
Niccolo leans into me, our faces only centimeters apart. His cologne permeates the air, mixing mint and forest with the smell of whiskey and coke. “You looking for some boy to take you home tonight?” He teases, sending my heart into palpitations and causing my breath to quicken.
“It isn’t like that,” I mumble, even though it’sexactlylike that. How does he know me so well?
Nic reaches forward, his fingers colliding with my hip. His touch sears my skin through the silky fabric of the dress, setting me ablaze. “I should hope not,dolcezza. I like to think my offer is more appealing than some frat boy that doesn’t know how to fuck you right.”
My face burns in recollection of what happened in his classroom a few days ago. I had to flee from Niccolo before I allowed myself to give in to him, and I’ve been embarrassed ever since.
“Maybe I want a frat boy,” I say stubbornly, refusing to let him think he’s won.
But it’s the wrong thing to say. We’re off campus and surrounded by strangers who don’t know he was once married to my mother. Niccolo’s well-positioned hand on my hip becomes a vice as he twists me in his grasp, trapping me in an unyielding embrace. My back presses against his chest, and I am powerless to pull away.
“Really?” He whispers in my ear. “Tell me why.”
I open my mouth to reprimand him, but his fingers find the hem of my dress and dip beneath the fabric. Unable to stop myself, I offer no resistance when his hand caresses my thigh, higher and higher, until his fingers brush against the lace of my panties. “Nic,” I groan, torn between desire and disgust.
His touch is gentle but firm, and I can feel myself growing hot and bothered under his ministrations. His fingertips circle the delicate fabric, teasing me with unbearable anticipation. My breathing accelerates as his fingers find their way beneath the lace and start to rub slow circles around my clit.
