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How much longer is this going to take? When do I get to be with Caterina again?
Jack Moroni is droning on, unaware of my distraction–until he asks a question I didn’t hear. I only realize I’ve zoned out again when Roger softly clears his throat.
“Excuse me? Sorry, there are technical issues on our end, it seems‘ I say.
Jack nods knowingly. “Technology. It makes life so much easier in so many ways, and we’re screwed when it decides it doesn’t feel like working.” He laughs like this is the cleverest thing anyone ever said, and all I can do is offer a tight–lipped smile. “I asked how your daughter is doing. I understand she was overseas for a while over the summer.”
“She’s fine.” I deliberately ignore the way Roger practically growls on the other side of the desk, behind the laptop screen and out of sight. “I’m glad to have her home.”
“If I were blessed with a daughter, I would keep her under lock and key.” He strokes his jaw, wincing. “I remember what it was like, a young man at that age.”
He’s overplaying his hand, but then he always does. This is supposed to be a video meeting relating to the business idea he wanted to bring me, but he insists on steering things back toward Tatiana. The man is tenacious, I’ll give him that much, but that’s where the admiration ends.
It’s time to steer things back on course. “Looking back at your prospectus…” I flip through the pages of the document Roger printed out prior to the call. “I have to say I’m impressed. I would want to get a clear idea of where the shipping company stands on the terms you’ve laid out.”
“What? Is my word no good anymore?”
“Of course, that’s not how I meant it at all.” That’s exactly how I meant it. know I believe in doing my homework. I think it makes
“Fair enough,” he replies in a smooth voice. “e
But if you want to strike up a deal with me, you must
me a stronger partner. I take nothing at face value.”
we can set up something in the coming weeks.”
“Yes, I’ll have Roger reach out to your office.” I’ve already spent too much of my day faking friendship with this man, and I need a hit of my favorite drug. I know she’s home. I heard her voice floating my way, along with my daughter’s, not thirty minutes ago, when our call began. Since then,
had a hard–on that won’t quit.
“In the meantime,” Jack continues, “I’m on my way to the airport in a few minutes. I’m flying up to visit family, with my son. In fact, not fifteen minutes from you. We don’t have
ny plans this evening, Would you and your beautiful daughter care to join us
for dinner?”
And there it is. That’s what this is all about. Getting the two of them together. “Tatiana has only been back for a few days,” 1 explain as gently as I can, evading Roger’s gaze. From the corner of my eye, it’s obvious his face has gone dark red, and I wish I knew why. He’s not the one whose potential business partner is determined to become an in–law
“It’s only dinner. Please, I would be so happy if you would join us. Especially if we’re going to work together,” he adds, because, of course, he has to be heavy–handed about this. There is no such thing as subtlety where he’s involved.
His true meaning stares me straight in the face.Do this if you want our deal to go through,
And I want the deal. Very much. The man is an idiot, but he’s a useful one, and he’s uncovered a means of transporting weapons while saving a ton of money by investing in our own shipping line, rather than using barges from willing partners who want a cut of the profits.
“I have a better idea,” I propose. “Meet us tonight at eight o’clock at a restaurant I own in town. I’ll send you the details.
“So, you’ve paid heed to the old adage,” he muses with a rueful chuckle. “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”
“I believe in diversification. Can we expect you?”
mung & Mana, which I then use to close the window and end the call.
Just in time, too.
“You can’t be serious!” Roger practically shouts.
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“Would you please calm down? And lower your voice while you’re at it. What has gotten into you? Do you have a personal problem with this guy?” Now I can loosen my tie and lean back in my chair, dropping the friendly act.
“How can you not?” he counters. “He couldn’t be more obvious if he tried. He might as well come straight out and say he’s willing to sell his son to make this deal.”
“What if he is?”
“And you’re willing to sell Tatiana?”
It’s clear he realizes his mistake the moment the words leave his lips. I fight to keep myself calm. Of all my close associates, he’s the one I can least afford to alienate. This isn’t someone whose nose I can break and expect him to show up with a cheerful disposition in the morning. Unlike Nathan, who’s been all but kissing my ass in the week since Caterina was injured.
“I’ve said it before, and I will say it again–this one final time,” I add, lowering my brow and pinning him in place with my glare. “I am not arranging a marriage. I have no intention of selling my daughter.”
“So you’ll string him along for the sake of a deal?”
“I’ve done it before. I’m pretty good at it,” I add, snickering. “The man is a fucking loser who only got where he is now thanks to his father’s savvy. But he may have stumbled on something valuable here. He’s the one who has inroads with the shipping company. I need him to get my foot in the door. Once I do, I’ll make the deal.”
“And you’ll cut him out?“”
“I sure will. Fuck him.”
He doesn’t look convinced, but at least he’s smart enough to keep his temper in check the way I am. “You’d better at least warn her before dinner,” he muses, his jaw working like he’s grinding his teeth. “You know how she is. Catch her off guard, and she’ll spoil the whole thing by throwing a fit.”
It’s my turn to grind my teeth since I don’t appreciate his condescending attitude. “Keep your opinions to yourself, and I’d appreciate if you would stop underestimating me. It’s getting so I’m not sure anymore if you’re not going to stick a knife in my back because you want to take my place.”
He rocks back slightly, like I hit him. “You know that’s not true.”
“I’m not so sure. You were never this outspoken. We had our disagreements, but you weren’t such a pain in the ass about it. What’s changed?”
Again, his jaw works, but eventually, his shoulders drop while he grunts, “I don’t want to see you getting jerked around, is all. Especially not by somebody like this sleazy dick.”
“Leave that to me,” I assure him. “In the meantime, we’ll be at Rinaldi’s at seven forty–five. Give them a call and let the chef know we’ll want a private menu.”
“Seating for four?”
“Make it five–six, including you. I want you at the table in case Jack’s kid gets the wrong idea about Tatiana.” When he only blinks, confused, it annoys me I have to clarify. “And Caterina, of course.”
“I’ll get right on that.” He’s smart enough to keep his thoughts to himself this time. He needs to make that a habit again.
“Before you go.” I sit up straight and crane my neck, making sure gaterina isn’t outside. “Any progress? Where is this fucker hiding?”
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“Certainly. I look forward to meeting your lovely daughter.” I know better than to say anything, so I settle for nodding and lifting a hand, which I then use to close the window and end the call.
Just in time, too.
“You can’t be serious!” Roger practically shouts.
“Would you please calm down? And lower your voice while you’re at it. What has gotten into you? Do you have a personal problem with this guy?” Now I can loosen my tie and lean back in my chair, dropping the friendly act.
“How can you not?” he counters. “He couldn’t be more obvious if he tried. He might as well come straight out and say he’s willing to sell his son to make this deal.”
“What if he is?”
“And you’re willing to sell Tatiana?”
It’s clear he realizes his mistake the moment the words leave his lips. I fight to keep myself calm. Of all my close associates, he’s the one I can least afford to alienate. This isn’t someone whose nose I can break and expect him to show up with a cheerful dispositiorrin the morning. Unlike Nathan, who’s been all but kissing my ass in the week since Caterina was injured.
“I’ve said it before, and I will say it again—this one final time,” I add, lowering my brow and pinning him in place with my glare. “I am not arranging a marriage. I have no intention of selling my daughter.”
“So you’ll string him along for the sake of a deal?”
“I’ve done it before. I’m pretty good at it,” I add, snickering. “The man is a fucking loser who only got where he is now thanks to his father’s savvy. But he may have stumbled on something valuable here. He’s the one who has inroads with the shipping company. I need him to get my foot in the door. Once I do, I’ll make the deal.”
“And you’ll cut him out?”
“I sure will. Fuck him.”
He doesn’t look convinced, but at least he’s smart enough to keep his temper in check the way I am. “You’d better at least warn her before dinner,” he muses, his jaw working like he’s grinding his teeth. “You know how she is. Catch her off guard, and she’ll spoil the whole thing by throwing a fit.”
It’s my turn to grind my teeth since I don’t appreciate his condescending attitude. “Keep your opinions to yourself, and I’d appreciate if you would stop underestimating me. It’s getting so I’m not sure anymore if you’re not going to stick a knife in my back because you want to take my place.”
He rocks back slightly, like I hit him. “You know that’s not true.”
“I’m not so sure. You were never this outspoken. We had our disagreements, but you weren’t such a pain in the ass about it. What’s changed?”
Again, his jaw works, but eventually, his shoulders drop while he grunts, “I don’t want to see you getting jerked around, is all. Especially not by somebody like this sleazy dick.”
“Leave that to me,” I assure him. “In the meantime, we’ll be at Rinaldi’s at seven forty–five. Give them a call and let the chef know we’ll want a private menu.”
“Seating for four?”
“Make it five—six, including you. I want you at the table in case Jack’s kid gets the wrong idea about Tatiana.” When he only blinks, confused, it annoys me I have to clarify. “And Caterina, of course.”
“I’ll get right on that.” He’s smart enough to keep his thoughts to himself this time. He needs to make that a habit again.
“Before you go.” I sit up straight and crane my neck, making sure caterina isn’t outside, “Any progress? Where is this fucker hiding?”
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He shakes his head. “No luck so far. He was living with a friend who said he left about three weeks ago. He lost his job at his uncle’s gym, but I couldn’t get a reason for that.”
“Because he’s a miserable sack of shit,” I muse. And if he was desperate and unhinged enough to run her down, the rest of his life is falling apart, too. Still, he has to be staying somewhere.
And I’ll find him. Caterina doesn’t want him dead, but she doesn’t need to know. I might not even kill the fucker right away. Watching from afar as his life falls to pieces might be entertaining
Right now, the only thing that matters is seeing her. I’m jonesing so hard I’m almost salivating with need. My rapid footfalls echo through the hall, but they’re not as fast as the beating of my heart. It’s like having the biggest, best gift ever, always waiting for me. I can’t imagine the thrill ever wearing off.
Following the sound of their voices, I find the girls in the living room.
“What’s this?” I’m glad to see them relaxing together, but they’ve completely dressed down after getting home. Both girls are wearing pajamas, wrapped in blankets, and have their feet up on the couch across from the TV.
“We came home early,” Tatiana informs me. “I guess I’m still a little jet lagged.”
“I hate to break in on your girl’s day, but we’re going to dinner tonight. So I’ll need you both to change out of the pajamas and into something nice.”
“Where are we going?” she asks, while Caterina only offers a willing smile. As glad as I am to have my daughter back, I could use a little time alone with my little bird. The sight of her bare legs peeking out from under a blanket makes saliva pool in my mouth.
“Rinaldi’s. We’re leaving at seven–thirty sharp to have dinner with a potential business partner.” As an afterthought, I add, “He has the idea you’ll be marrying his son one day, so keep that in mind.”
Now both girls gape at me like they’ve never heard English. “And where would he get this idea from?” Tatiana arches an
eyebrow.
“It’s business. Don’t worry about it. I’m only telling you, so it won’t surprise you if it comes up.”
She folds her arms, her lips pursed. “I was thinking I could chill out at home.”
“It’s only four o’clock. You have plenty of time to relax before you get ready.”
Her eye roll comes right on cue. “Spoken like a man. I guess I’d better go find what I’m wearing.” She takes the blanket with her, wrapping it around her body like a cocoon before marching off
Once her muttering fades to silence, I take her place on the couch, intent on diving under Caterina’s blanket and getting my fix.
She’s too quick for me, sliding further along the couch before I have the chance to touch her. “Hang on a second. This is a business dinner?”
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“That’s right.” I reach for her again, disappointed when she frowns. “What? Are we playing cat and mouse? Do you want me to throw you over my shoulder and take you to bed?” As if I need the excuse.
“No. I was only wondering…” She shakes her head. “It’s fine.”
“Don’t do that.” When she looks away, I take her by the chin and turn her face toward mine. “What’s the problem?”
Her forehead creases like she’s in pain. “Who will I be there as? Tatiana’s friend? The girl who’s staying in your house until she gets on her feet? Or… your girlfriend?”
That’s one way to kill an erection. “I…”
“It’s okay. That’s why I didn’t want to say it. I’m not trying to put you on the spot.‘
“I hadn’t thought about it.” I peel away the blanket. “I want you there. Isn’t that enough?”
“No, no, it is.” Her delicately tapered fingers pick at the blanket’s hem. “But it might be uncomfortable if anybody asks. For both of us. So maybe we should know what to say.”
“I think you’re reading too much into this.” She flinches slightly, and her features pinch together in that pained expression again. I’m not thelet’s talk about our feelingsguy. She should know that by now.
“Okay, so maybe I’d like to know for myself.” A shrug follows her guilty glance. “Sorry. But we’ve never talked about what we
are.”
How naive of me to think we could avoid this. “Haven’t I been clear enough?” This time, when I pull her to me, she melts into my arms with a soft sigh.
“I know. I’m being a pain in the ass.”
“You aren’t.” She is, slightly, but mostly because I would rather be balls deep in her at this moment. Fucking her until our cum drips down the crack of her ass and soaks into the priceless rug beneath us. “If you don’t know how important you are to me, I haven’t done a good enough job of showing you.”
I tilt her chin upward to align our lips and brush mine against hers. “I intend to keep you with me always. I want us to have a life together. There’s nothing else I can say.”
She leans into me, her eyes closing before a voice echoes down the hall. “Are you coming, or what?” Tatiana bellows, loud enough for the sound to carry to us.
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What a choice of words. I might have been coming in a few minutes if it her interrupting us.
Caterina shakes her head, pulling away. “I need to get ready, too,” she whispers, frowning. “I’m going to need to borrow something from her, since I don’t have a lot of outfits that will work for tonight.”
“If it’s too much of a hassle, I could always leave you here, tied to the bed.”
“No way.” She flashes an impish smile while backing away. “You don’t tell a girl you’ll take her to dinner and change your mind.”
“Then you better get your ass moving little bird.” I grin, knowingll have to wait till much later to devour her like I wanted too
