Page 38 of Blood Money

Off to the side, I was sitting in the grass in Bobby’s backyard with Kendall lying with her head in my lap. Our friends were drinking where they sat closer to the firepit.

“I’m not sure,” she replied as her fingers absently drew circles over the denim covering my leg. “I always thought I’d work in the bakery with Nonna. Maybe I’ll be a teacher, though. What about you?”

“Well, my family would love to see me working for the family business.”

“And what doyouwant to do?” she asked, tipping her head back to stare up at me. I was glad she didn’t ask what the “family business” was.

“I want to go to medical school. I’m supposed to start at the University of Illinois in the fall. Then I might stay here for their medical school, or maybe I’ll find something a little closer to… oh, I don’t know… maybe Grand Rapids. Or closer to wherever you’re going to college.”

Her gaze went wide, and her lips parted slightly at my answer. “Really?”

“I figured by then we should know where we stand, right?”

She rolled over and sat on her knees between my spread legs. She slammed her lips to mine, and I wrapped my arms around her to pull her close. Needing more, I grabbed her ass and lifted until she got the hint and straddled my lap. Her little whimpers drove me crazy, and I pushed my hard dick against where I really wanted to be. I cursed the layers separating us as she tipped her hips and ground her pussy against me.

Hooting and wolf whistles broke through my Kendall haze, and we broke apart. Her face was bright red, and I flipped the guys off for embarrassing her.

“Wanna go somewhere else?” I asked her.

“Okay. Where?”

“I’ll show you. Come on,” I encouraged as I stood up and held my hand out to help her to her feet.

“Aww, you don’t have to go! We were enjoying the show!” Bobby called out as he leaned back to watch us walk around them. He nearly fell over, and I laughed.

“Yeah, well, it’s been fun, but not that fun. Later, guys,” I told them with a wave of my finger again as we went around the corner of the house to exit through the gate.

We walked down the street hand in hand as the streetlights came on.

“Where are we going?” she asked as she glanced around at the neighborhood we walked down. The houses got bigger the farther we went. Finally, we reached my house. She skidded to a stop and tightly held my hand.

“What?” I cocked my head as I looked back at her.

“Where are you going?” she hissed.

“My house,” I laughed. My grandfather was on a trip back to Sicily and wouldn’t be home for two weeks. My parents were at a big dinner party and wouldn’t be back until after she had to be home. That meant I wouldn’t have to explain much,andI didn’t have to expose her to my dick of a grandfather.

“Youlivehere?” Her jaw dropped.

“Don’t be too impressed. It’s been in the family for generations—well, since my grandfather came over as a young man. We live here with him, so we have three generations in one house. Well, except Gabriel. He moved out because he got a place with his friend Storm for college. He only comes over to hang out with everyone. I’m a little jealous,” I admitted. If I had been him, I wouldn’t ever come back unless I had to.

Actually, that wasn’t true. I’d stay close just like he did, because none of us wanted to leave our younger brothers completely alone. If we were close by, we could get there to rescue them if our grandfather was being especially mean or dickish. He pretty much left the twins alone because they were so far down the line, he wasn’t worried about them. He had Gabriel, me, and Alessio to “mold” as he wanted.

After unlocking the door, I led her through the house and made a stop in the kitchen. “What do you want to drink?” I listed off everything we had available.

“I’m fine with water,” she replied.

I grabbed a couple of bottles and a few sodas, and we headed upstairs. Once we were in my room, I closed the door and turned on some music.

“Where are your brothers?” She was wandering around my room, checking out the framed photos I had.

I shrugged. “I think the twins are staying with a friend. God knows where Alessio is off to. And Gabe is still at Bobby’s, I’m sure.”

Glancing over her shoulder, she gave me an assessing once-over. “Did you bring me here to take advantage of me?”

“Hell no!” Of course, I wouldn’t complain at anything she wanted to do, but I didn’t want her thinking that was all I wanted to be with her for. “You mean more to me than a quick fuck.”

Her cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink, and she bit her lower lip as she dragged her attention back to her perusing. “Good to know,” she murmured.

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