Page 67 of SINS & Riley (Dante & Riley #2)

DANTE

Journal Entry | Dante

It’s been months since Pom’s spoken to me. Though she’s become chummy with Enzo.

I’m trying not to take it personally.

What works, journal? Flowers? Cannolis?

Or do I have to go nuclear? A brand-new Mercedes SUV with all the bells and whistles. Top safety rating. Filled to the roof with baby shit.

I don’t know what it’s gonna take to get Pom to start talking to me again. But I do know this:

If the mother of my child doesn’t get her ass in gear and drag herself to a spa for some serious pampering, I’ll make it my personal life’s mission to see that those little piggies are mani-pedied within an inch of their fucking lives.

PS—

Even if I have to do it myself. Do not test me. I will bust out the Dremel, woman.

PPS—

You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.