Never Say Never (Vitale Brothers, #4)

by Brea Alepoú

“No laws against having a great cock.” I grinned.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?”

"Not everyone. I have standards."

"What is this? Pick on Paul day?" "You do this to yourself."

Fuck, he was sexy. To say I wanted to bang my boss was an understatement.

"Everyone else. You, on the other hand, they should stay clear of. You're a walking PR disaster."

"Paul, if you weren't such a fine agent, I would have sent you away by now." "Was that a compliment from the grumpy York Washington?" I teased.

"I told you to stay away from my ma." "What can I say? She loves me. Not to mention she makes the best cookies."

"Oh man, are we talking about Jamie's mom’s cookies? I'd rob a bank for those."

"Agreed. They are hot and soft. Just like his mom."

My brothers faces appeared on the screen. "We're going to take down the Vitale family."

Oh shit

You can identify his victims from how badly beaten they are. Benito strangles, Giancarlo beats. And then there's Enzo; he's the torturer. Trust me, you won't be able to recognize his victims. If you can even find them."

There's been some word that he really tracks the books and hands out punishments that his boyfriend carries out. I wouldn't be surprised, honestly." As I looked around the room, I saw each of the members

Do not share a single piece of information with anyone outside of this room. There are ears everywhere and their pockets belong to the Vitales. If not one of the other families. All of you are here because you were extensively investigated." "Behind our backs?" Paul tsked. "There's no trust anymore."

"There most certainly isn't. I have to be sure every man and woman on this team is beyond reproach. You almost didn't make the cut, Paul."

"Boss," Paul said as he wandered over to me after the last of the agents filed out. "This is a big case. Are we sure about this?" "What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, don't you want me heading it up? Can't I be your number two?"

"There is no numb...

Paul had been trying to ask me out since the moment we met,

No superior should ever date their subordinate. Or fuck them. Or ogle them when they weren't looking. Keep it together, York. Not this shit again.

"What I always say, Paul. No. Now, get out of my way before I find a stack of paperwork for you to do,...

"Words hurt, boss! They hurt! Come on, don't treat me like everyone else here. I'm ...

"From what I've heard, that's exactly ...

knot in my stomach loosened. I laid a hand on it. For some reason, whenever Paul was around, that feeling persisted. I equated it with some stupid desire to see him naked and left it at that.

someone like Paul wasn't even my type. His blond hair, blue eyes, and big smirk were far from what I normally found attractive. I didn't know why he had worked his way into my thoughts the way that he had, but I did know one thing for sure. Paul Gallo was off limits.

Navy flew at me, her hair a wild mess all over her head. I nearly fell back, but braced myself and grunted instead.

Nyra was on her heels, paint splattered all over the side of her face and her clothes. She didn't bother hugging me, instead, she climbed up my body until she wrapped her legs around my waist and grinned at me. "Hi, Daddy!" "Hey, babies.”

two ten-year-old twin girls with no mother and only me to rely on. The truth was that I was drowning, my head barely above water.

She was my best friend. No one knew me the way that Dawn did. Had.

When she'd suggested I start exploring my sexuality, I'd thought she was nuts, but in the end, she had been right. Even after I found out the truth, we stayed married, happily. Neither of us were in a rush to change what we had, this wonderful life that we'd built together.

But now she was gone. And I was...

Sometimes I resented my brothers. They got to be themselves and they had each other while I was forced to live in solitude and constantly look over my shoulder. And theirs.

"Well, breathing isn't a requirement. Just as long as you're pretty enough, I'll breed a corpse too."

"Just kidding! Who'd be into that?" "Yeah," the guy said shakily. Well, there goes my easy fuck. "Oh, my friend is calling me back over. Um, I guess I'll see you around."

"Hopefully not in a back alley. There are multiple ways to show someone heaven."

"You could have called me. Don't you think it's selfish to leave me at home alone, honey?" I placed a hand on York's shoulder, staking my claim. York saw me approach. The only indication he did was the slight widening of his eyes for a brief second.

“You’re gay.”

“You’re bisexual. Or is it called pansexual nowadays?” “Yeah.” “Um, exsc—”

"I’m here to meet you. Don't you remember we had a date planned?"

"If I'd known you would seek out someone else because I was late, I would have been here the moment they opened,"

"I told you, I'm here for a date." "Then you should go find him,"

"I found him already." "No." "Oh, come on, are you saying us being here after hours isn't fate? Or better yet cosmetic. We'd be doing the universe a disservice if we walked away without trying."

"Are you saying no because you're here for work?" "No, I'm here because—"

"Reasons that have nothing to do with work." "Then you're here for a hookup." "I'm not like you."

"You think you're going to find your forever man here at a club in the middle of ...

"You need to loosen up if you're going to actually enjoy your time out." "And I should listen to you because?"

"You're the boss at the office, but out here, this is where I thrive. I'm in charge."

York stared me down, his gaze heavy sending shivers racing over my spine. My cock twitched like the hungry bastard it was. "Trust me. Or you can take me up ...

"Never going to happen."

"You know what they say, right?”