Page 28 of Stolen Kisses
Christina laughed. “Okay Maria I hear you. I hear you big time.”
“Don’t tell me this mystery man of yours is that poor sap from the Dairy Burger.” I couldn’t remember the guy’s name, but he graduated high school with us.
Carl something or another, then again maybe it could have been Wallace. It didn’t matter I just hoped it wasn’t him.
“No, it’s not him. This guy treats me like a queen, and don’t worry he absolutely ticks the wealthy box.”
My lips parted and now I was even more anxious to hear who this guy was. “Christina who is he? Is he a mafia guy?”
Those mafia guys were always hot, so very hot. My God, I would absolutely have hit the jackpot if I ended up with the capo of some crime family. I’d certainly worked hard enough to get noticed.
Raphael Rossi had two capos—two brothers. They’d come on the scene a few years back; Lucian and Claudius Morientz.
I’d heard of them, never saw them properly until I started working around the city. First at the diner, then more so when I started waitressing around at different places.
I was totally obsessed with Luc. I doubted though that he knew I was alive. The man was a god after all.
“He’s not a mafia guy.”
“God, tell me who he is, please. This is evil. I tell you about my guys all the time.”
She smiled. “This guy is special and I just don’t really want to talk too soon, just in case things don’t work out.”
I narrowed my gaze at her. “Why wouldn’t they work out? You sound like you aren’t sure about him.”
“It’s not me, it’s more him. I’m a little younger than what I think he’s used to and he just got out of a relationship, or rather he’s just getting out of one.”
That sounded a little off to me. “What do you mean just getting out? He’s not seeing you at the same time as a girlfriend is he?”
I didn’t want that for her. She deserved more, someone better than that who could make her their number one. I may have been wild and people said I had dragged her to the dark side, but I took care of her and wanted her to have the best.
“No, it’s not that. It’s a little complicated. That’s all, but I promise to tell you more soon.”
I gave her my one shoulder sassy shrug. The doorbell rang and she glanced over her shoulder.
“That’s Dante.” She rolled her eyes. “Who can have a private life with a brother like him?” She shook her head and rolled her eyes again.
I laughed. “Must he come pick you up like you’re five years old.”
“I know. Thank God you know him. It’s so embarrassing.”
It was because that woman got robbed last month. Dante got all super overprotective. Christina stayed over last night and he wouldn’t allow her to drive home. He wouldn’t even allow her to call a taxi. He had to come and pick her up himself.
Annoying but … deep down I would have loved to have someone who cared about me like that.
“I’ll go grab my stuff.” Christina huffed and sauntered away to my room.
I in the meantime thought I’d be the perfect hostess and tend to the visitor at the door; the mafia boy.
I opened the door and there he stood in that black leather jacket that made him look cool. I’d never tell him that though.
Full beard today. I’d always thought he looked cooler with a beard. He’d looked cute clean shaven, but was damn sexy with the beard. Those eyes bore into me the way they always did, darkening with desire the more he stared.
“You know, there’s a reason why people have their own cars. There’s also a reason why we do Drivers Ed in high school. Cars are safer to get around in so big brother doesn’t have to play the overbearing father.” I cooed.
The corners of his lips turned up into a smile. “Cars aren’t safe, Doll. They’re just a tad easier to get away from a creeper. I don’t want my sister in danger of any kind. There’re all sorts of assholes around these parts just waiting to jump young girls. That’s not going to happen to my Christina.”
I laughed. “And what about me? I’m heading to the club in five minutes. You going to follow me there and make sure I’m safe?”
