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“My father isyourking.” My sense of loyalty is messed up.
“Are you sure about that?” She sends another dig my way.
“What doesthatmean?” I glance in the kitchen, knowing someone is coming for more beer at any moment.
“The word around town is, your uncle and your dad have been fighting. Like,fistfighting in the street.”
I don’t know how to feel about that. Only that Uncle Dante is close to seven feet tall, thanks to some suspicious German ancestry in his and my mother’s bloodline. My father is a short, pudgy Sicilian. “I’ll check in with him this week.”
“I read on a review site that Tuesday nights are not so busy at the club. Let’s go out. Besides, Ginna is being a pain in the ass.”
“How can you tell?” Honestly, I was hoping Samantha wouldn’t invite her. I don’t want to make Sam a third wheel, though. “I’ll bring you a pack of pills.Onepack. I’ll tell my doctor I lost mine and to call in another prescription.”
“Playing dirty.”
“I’m Italian.”
“Not to give too much away, but these Irish… Holy shit.” I think of all the blood I find on Kieran’s clothes.
“I look forward to meeting him. Who the hell knows what will happen with your father? I may have to marry one of those Irishmen.” That gets a laugh out of me. “I’m texting you the address.”
“No. I’ll look it up.”
“Tuesday. Juicy. Or no pills, and you’ll have to carry the baby of a man with very wide shoulders.”
“That’s really playing dirty.” I hang up.
I see my dark-haired, broad, and proud husband in the kitchen, watching me.
Here we go.
I slip inside, and he pulls me into the mudroom. “Talking to a boyfriend, wife?” He kisses me and rams his hips at me. I’m alarmed at the hardness there.
“Yes, he’s coming over in a few minutes, so enjoy the fourth quarter. I’ll keep it down.”
He barks out a laugh and holds my chin. “That sounded rather convincing.” He kisses me, making me dizzy, until I feel the phone slip from my fingers. He jumps back, scrolling through it.
“It was Samantha, you maniac. She wants to see me.Us, actually. She wants to get to know you.”
A wrinkle forms over his nose. “Me?”
I shimmy back up to him and rub his cock while getting my phone back from him. “Why wouldn’t she want to meet my king? My powerful and ridiculously handsome husband.”
“When?”
“Tuesday night.”
He steps back and crosses his arms. “Sounds like this is already a plan and you didn’t ask me.”
“I just hung up the phone, and you grabbed me.”
He thinks about that. “I have to check.”
I exhale because I really need those pills. “That ismyturn. For us to go out withmyfriends.” I start touching him again. “If anything, this should be a bonus turn for me, since you dragged me away from Sam’s party.”
“That was to protect you.” He kisses me, and I feel like I’m about to get banged on the washing machine. “Who are these girls, by the way?”
“Their fathers are union hotshots. My father likes to keep them happy.”
