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“Maybe you should risk a look into the mirror before you come back out.” With that, he turned and walked through the door. My stomach tightened in apprehension as I faced the mirror over the sink. I’d put on a hint of mascara and now it was smeared all around my eyes. I looked like a raccoon.
Diego grabbed my arms and wrangled the cell out of my hand then unlocked the screen. I shouldn’t have used Savio’s birthday as my password.
Girl… STAND UP
Gemma still hovered behind him in her knee-length polka-dotted dress with a fucking bow around the waist and a white collar. There was even a bow in her ponytail. Fuck, just the thought of hitting on her made my balls shrivel to the size of raisins.
Gemma stared at me with wide curious eyes. “What’s a BJ?” I focused on the street, trying to come up with a semi-appropriate reply, but chastity wasn’t really my forte. “Forget it.” If she asked Diego about it, he’d kick my ass. Maybe I should send her Dakota’s way. She had explained a BJ to Diego after all.
“How much older?” I chuckled, shaking my head. “Much older.” “Like fourteen?” I shook my head again. “Older.” “Fifteen?” “Definitely older.” She pursed her lips. “Sixteen?” I straightened and held out my hand. She took it so I could pull her to her feet. “Older.”
Sometimes when I looked at her cute face, I considered having kids myself in the distant future, then Nevio usually did something that made me want to get a vasectomy.
“Congrats,” I gritted out even though I suddenly felt the need to stick my knife into his eyeball. I eyed the beer bottle. If I smashed it on the edge of the table and shoved the broken glass into his throat, I wouldn’t even have to pull my fucking knife.
“It’s your concern because I want Gemma, and I don’t give a fuck what I’ll have to do to get her.”
“Oh Kitty, I will own you, even if I have to shove my knife into his fucking heart.”
“I’m not worried about her being yours. No one with half a brain will touch a Falcone woman. But she might want you to be hers too, remember that.”
Diego jerked. After a glance at me, he relaxed. “You don’t have a sex life.” “Yet,” I said, enjoying the tortured look on my brother’s face.
I merely nodded. “Then he’ll be free to do as he pleases, and I can find someone who really wants to marry me.”
“They aren’t coming over. Gemma asked me to nullify your engagement,” Remo said as if he was talking about the fucking weather. I stared at him, feeling like I’d been sucker-punched. Serafina got up to stop Nevio from trying to climb the bar. “You are the biggest idiot on the planet.” Ignoring her, I walked around to Remo. “Don’t tell me you agreed to this nonsense.”
“Gemma?” Kiara’s voice rang out. I cringed at the conversation that was about to happen.
He took another bite. “I’ll definitely keep you. A woman who can bake like that needs to be my wife.” “I am your wife.”
