“When Nova’s going to be here?”
Unfortunately… “Yes.”
Atlee shook his head. “He’s gonna hit her.”
“No, he’s not.” At least he better not. “Wives are respected.”
“Most wives don’t have the mouth that Nova does.”
Most people didn’t have the mouth Nova did, and Aldo didn’t react kindly to insults. Especially from women. The last one that said something to him wound up bent over the dinner table with his dick in her ass.
That wasn’t exactly something a nephew wanted to see his uncle do, but he insisted that I stay so I would learn. I was twelve.
“What are you going to do when she says something?”
“She won’t.” I knew that was a lie before Atlee snickered.
“Yes, she will.”
Yes, she would.
“I’ll handle it if she does.” Or when she does.
His brow rose. “You mean…”
“Aldo won’t punish her if I do.”
Did I want to spank Nova and fuck her in front of everyone? No. But I would. It was the only backup plan I had. The only thing that would save her from my uncle would be if I took control.
“Maybe it’ll be okay.” Atlee shrugged. “Your dad won’t let him do anything.”
I wasn’t so sure about that.
“Yeah,” I grumbled. “Maybe.”
“Don’t worry,” Atlee slapped my back. “I’ll be there.”
That wasn’t exactly comforting.
“And so will Darry. We’ll have your back.”
Fuck. Darry and his parents were going to be there. I didn’t even think about that. Nova had seen Carissa. There was no way she was going to keep her mouth shut when she figured out who she was.
I had bigger problems than I thought. What the fuck was I going to do? My dad could never know, let alone risk Darry finding out from Nova. She wasn’t exactly the discrete type.
I looked over as Atlee pulled the last picture off the wall. But he was discrete.
The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. “I fucked Carissa.”
God, that felt good to say.
He stopped and cocked a brow my way. It took a second for my words to register, when they did his eyes went wide.
“Carissa? As in Darry’s mom Carissa?”
I nodded.
“Like Carissa Barone, Carissa.”