Page 253 of When We Fall: Part Two
He raised his brows at me. “I’m not sad.”
“But are you happy?”
“Are you?”
I shrugged. “I’m drunk. Guess it’s the same thing. Answer the question.”
“Demanding little thing.” Another smile. “I am happy.”
“Why?” I sipped my drink again. “What makes you happy?”
“You.” He trained his bright blue eyes on me without flinching.
I let out a breathy, nervous laugh and squirmed in my seat. “Me? You said I was a pain in your ass a few days ago.”
“I said if you lived in that apartment, you’d be a pain in my ass. Big difference.”
I rolled my eyes and looked around. “Is this your club?”
“Matteo’s,” he said.
“Ah, it’s your night to babysit all the mayhem, huh?”
“It is.” He continued to smile at me.
“Is it safe to assume you guys own, like, ninety-nine percent of the clubs in this city?”
“More like ninety. Lorenzo and the Russians have their hands in a few.”
I grunted at the mention of Enzo’s name. He was the last person I wanted to think about. Being in the car with him had made me want to scream. I wanted him, but he’d hurt me to the point I was losing my mind. Seeing a wedding ring on his finger made me want to vomit.
I looked back at Klaus. “Let’s say I wanted to go to a club you didn’t own. That was just a normal club without your or my cheating ex’s name on it. Where might I find one of those?”
His eyes sparkled. “We do not own The Falcon House. You could try there. It’s just a boring old club.”
“Perfect.” I finished my drink and got to my feet.
He seemed amused by me. He stood too. I stared up at his massive form.
“I’m leaving,” I said.
“I can read the room.” He chuckled.
I shrugged and left, heading down the stairs. I didn’t even realize he was behind me until I tripped on a rugged crack on the sidewalk and almost ate cement.
His hands landed on my waist before my knees hit the ground.
“Easy,” he said, righting me. “Sidewalks are tricky.”
“Oh, man. Are you following me?”
“No. I’m going for a walk,” he said innocently, following me as I wandered down the sidewalk.
“I feel like you’re following me,” I called over my shoulder.
His laughter sounded out around me.
“Which way to Falcon’s Nest?” I slurred out, stopping and looking around.
