Page 139 of Veiled Amor

“You gonna try eating the kitty cat?”

Erin laughed at Angela’s question. Lucia nearly choked on her fizzy water.

“I have vibrators, lots of them, and they don’t cause any trouble. Plus, I don’t have to kick their stupid asses out when they fuck up.”

That was fair enough. Lucia lived that life once, until Capone rode in like an avenging demon and gave her all the bossy sex she could want. Plus, he loved using her sex toys on her which was a win-win for her.

She felt twitchy knowing he was at home, all sexy and probably naked.

Her foot kicked Angela’s under the table as a cocktail server dropped off another round of drinks they hadn’t ordered. Lucia knew who they’d come from. “Looks like whatshisface wants you.” As a group, they looked over the room to see Jay Benz motioning Angela with a tip of his chin. No lie, the man was popular as the devil standing in an ink-black suit and tie and a dark wool overcoat in the same color.

It was his casino opening night.

As handsome as he might be, the man stank of trouble.

And for some unknown reason, Angela was associated with him.

It worried Lucia and Erin.

“I don’t like him,” Erin chimed without a filter, not for the first time, “he’s old enough to be your dad. Why does he want to be giving you chin lifts?”

“Bet he wants to be herdaddy…” cackled Lucia.

“Relax, grandma,” Angela said, standing to her supermodel stature, so gorgeous in a tight red dress and midi leather jacket and red soled shoes. “You don’t have to worry about me, I know what I’m doing.”

“Do you, though?” Lucia asked.

Turning her back to Jay Benz, the smile which had been on Angela’s face melted away as if she’d been wearing a mask this whole time. Serious eyes, so much older than her age. Intelligent kind of serious. Secretive kind of serious.

“Yes, girls.I do. I’ll be right back.”

They both watched her threading her way through the crowd and stood talking to the sinful man for a few minutes, nodding in places, looking like a queen who could hold her court and do it effortlessly.

“Men like that are trouble with a capital T,” Erin hummed, sipping her drink.

“Bet he knows how to burn up the sheets, though.”

Erin laughed, “I’ll stick to my loyal vibes.”

The girls cheered to vibrators.

Then Lucia texted the love of her life.

Lucia:Are you naked?

Capone:Does my wife want me to be?

Oh, yeah. They hadn’t waited even a month after everything went down to get married.“I’m going to ask you to marry me someday soon, and you’re gonna say yes.”He told her not long after they’d gotten home from Miami.Lucia had smiled into his chest. “Bossy.”Three days later, he’d asked, and Lucia said yes. Now she was the real Mrs. Mercado she’d always longed to be.

Lucia: I wouldn’t mind if your pants were on the bedroom floor when I got home.

Capone was sly as fuck and sexy with it. He knew her pregnant hormones drove her crazy sometimes. Made her mad or weepy, but mostly she was hungry or horny. It was a nightmare if she were both at the same time. Having insider info about Lucia in his arsenal meant he used his superpowers for evil and turned her on at all hours. They had to stop on the side of the road for God’s sake last week while he finger-fucked her into satisfaction. And then she tucked into a double serving of drive-thru fries.

Fortunately, since the bitch-cop, Sofia, mysteriously was transferred to another state, they didn’t have to worry about being pulled over. Thank goodness, seeing as Lucia’s hormones ruled the roost.

Ugh, she missed him, but Lucia didn’t want to ditch the girls so early.

She lasted two more hours.

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