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I nod, feeling a sudden urge to reach across the table and grab him.
I want to pull him close and feel his lips on mine.
I want him to take me right there at the dining table.
Instead, I say, “Burgundian wine, wise choice.”
He frowns. “Is it? I’ll have to check. My assistant dropped off the dinner.”
Fuck. I messed up. Remember where he thinks you came from, Emily.
How the hell are you to know what Burgundian wine tastes like?
You’re not supposed to have an acquired taste for fine wine - you’re the drink twenty-dollar boxed wine as a special treat kind of girl now.
I have to be careful with what I disclose. This will be hell.
“I mean, I don’t know,” I say. “I guessed. I read online it tastes the best with Burgundian wine, and this tastes really good.”
“Good,” he says, eating another bite.
We go back to the silence in place.
But a few minutes later, we’re interrupted when suddenly, the doors of the dining room open, and three men in suits enter.
They are holding a scruffy-looking man between them, his body language suggesting compliance rather than resistance.
“Sorry, boss,” says the head honcho, looking at his other two men with fear in his eyes.
“Didn’t realize you were on a date.”
“It’s not a date,” I say. “I’ll leave.”
“Best you do,” says the head honcho.
“Stay,” says Felix, his voice menacingly low. “What the hell is this, Alto? You can come into my house and tell my company what to do.”
“Boss, this is .. maf.. family stuff.”
“She knows everything,” says Felix, getting protective of me.
“I didn’t realize, boss. Sorry.”
He’s saying sorry, but he doesn’t mean it. I can sense when someone doesn’t want me in the room, and Alto clearly doesn’t.
“What the fuck are you doing Alto?”
Alto immediately raises his arm and punches the man they had brought in.
Blood splatters on the floor, and Alto grabs him by the collar, making him sit on one of the chairs.
“This man owes Carlisi’s money, and he’s not paying back,” he snarls.
“We have to make sure it gets paid.”
Felix looks unimpressed. “You can’t do this sort of thing here,” he says calmly but firmly.
He looks at me, and I can see the anger in his eyes. “The three of you, go out now. Leave the man here.”
