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Story: Blood and Redemption
He sighs when he ends his call, groaning in the back of his throat.
“Your sister again?” Nudging closer to him, I soak up his heat my preferred way.
“Camellia is wonderful, she is. She’s always worried about people.” He sighs again before wrapping his arm around me. “She wants me to ask Ren to look into someone, as if Santino isn’t already hounding him about it. Next thing you know, she’s going to callyou.”
My nose scrunches at the thought. As much as I love my sister in-law, unlike her, I don’t try to get involved with their work. I’d rather stay far away from it.
“I hope no one is in trouble…”
We reach our home, and Rocco leads us out of the cold and toward a row of elevators, nodding at the man behind the desk.
“I guess Urzo isn’t Santino’s only sibling. He’s got a sister, too. She’s as troublesome as the other two.” He scoffs when I slap his chest. “Well, I’ll sayonething to him. After that, I’m enjoying the rest of my day off with you.”
I like that idea very much.
Rocco’s been too busy running around the city to give me any attention. He must see how much I enjoy the thought by the way I perk up. He all but drags me into the elevator, shoving his key into the slot right below the top button.
As soon as the doors slide closed, he crowds me against the wall. Trapping me where I stand, he stares down at me.
He wants to comment on the Bertelli siblings being troublesome, buthe’sthe definition of a troublemaker.
“How do you think we should spend the rest of the night?” Tilting his head, he gently touches my face.
Like this, I want the elevator to take its time climbing the twenty-eight floors.
“I picked the stroll,” I remind him as his thumb tickles my bottom lip. “Why don’t you pick what we do next?”
The grin that forms on his face fills my stomach with butterflies.
“Deal. You tell Ren to deal with this Bertelli issue, then we’ll do an activity of my choosing.”
Knowing that whatever Rocco has in mind can only happen without my brother spread across our couch, I am more than happy to nod my head, agreeing to his stipulation.
He takes my agreement with a chuckle before he swoops down to steal a kiss, fanning the fire that is starting to grow between us.
“Your sister again?” Nudging closer to him, I soak up his heat my preferred way.
“Camellia is wonderful, she is. She’s always worried about people.” He sighs again before wrapping his arm around me. “She wants me to ask Ren to look into someone, as if Santino isn’t already hounding him about it. Next thing you know, she’s going to callyou.”
My nose scrunches at the thought. As much as I love my sister in-law, unlike her, I don’t try to get involved with their work. I’d rather stay far away from it.
“I hope no one is in trouble…”
We reach our home, and Rocco leads us out of the cold and toward a row of elevators, nodding at the man behind the desk.
“I guess Urzo isn’t Santino’s only sibling. He’s got a sister, too. She’s as troublesome as the other two.” He scoffs when I slap his chest. “Well, I’ll sayonething to him. After that, I’m enjoying the rest of my day off with you.”
I like that idea very much.
Rocco’s been too busy running around the city to give me any attention. He must see how much I enjoy the thought by the way I perk up. He all but drags me into the elevator, shoving his key into the slot right below the top button.
As soon as the doors slide closed, he crowds me against the wall. Trapping me where I stand, he stares down at me.
He wants to comment on the Bertelli siblings being troublesome, buthe’sthe definition of a troublemaker.
“How do you think we should spend the rest of the night?” Tilting his head, he gently touches my face.
Like this, I want the elevator to take its time climbing the twenty-eight floors.
“I picked the stroll,” I remind him as his thumb tickles my bottom lip. “Why don’t you pick what we do next?”
The grin that forms on his face fills my stomach with butterflies.
“Deal. You tell Ren to deal with this Bertelli issue, then we’ll do an activity of my choosing.”
Knowing that whatever Rocco has in mind can only happen without my brother spread across our couch, I am more than happy to nod my head, agreeing to his stipulation.
He takes my agreement with a chuckle before he swoops down to steal a kiss, fanning the fire that is starting to grow between us.