Page 28 of Savage Little Queen

“What are you? The clothes whisperer?” I muttered, taking the shoes from him.

He grinned again. “I’m into clothes. I like making Rosalie even more beautiful. If I see something she’ll like, I buy it. I’ve gotten worse lately. Trying to buy her love,” he finished, a note of sadness in his voice. “She hasn’t even looked at half this shit. She never has time these days. She’s been asshole deep in this production she’s going to be in with Ass Hat.” He winced. “Sorry, man. I forget he’s your family.”

I shook my head. “It’s fine. We aren’t that close.”

He snorted. “Nice. I didn’t know you had jokes, De Santis. You’re always a hard ass.”

I shrugged. “I have my moments.”

“Do those moments include the desire for cocks?”

I sighed. He wasn’t going to let it go.

“I don’t know. I’ve never done that shit before, but it’s Vin and Levin. They’re. . . everything to me. To Bianca. I guess I’m not opposed to it.”

“Nice.” He handed me another sweater, two pairs of sweatpants, and a crop top hoodie. “Bianca will look good in that top with her baby belly.” A sad look swept over his face before he cleared his throat. “So, suck some cock, man. I’ve always lived by the philosophy that if it feels good, then do it.”

“And yet you don’t?”

He chuckled. “I’m also not opposed to it. If shit keeps going south with Rosalie, I assume all I’ll have is three cocks to suck and fuck. Know what I mean?”

I knew he was trying to lighten the mood and joke, but there was an undercurrent of sadness and worry in his voice that made me feel for him.

“Rosalie seems like a sweet girl. I’m sure everything will work out.”

He sighed and stared down at the sweater he was holding. “I don’t know. It’s scaring me.”

I said nothing as I watched him. I wasn’t even sure what the hell to say.

“I want to have another baby. She wasn’t opposed to it in the beginning, but since life has taken an ugly turn with shit, she’s been shutting me down. I know she wants to sing and all that, but I just miss her. I want my girl back. She’s changing, and maybe it’s because we’re changing, but I can’t help but miss the way things were. We don’t talk about the future anymore,” his voice grew soft. “I just hope that doesn’t mean there isn’t one.”

“Just love her while you can. I learned that the hard way.”

He nodded. “You’re right. Maybe love will save us all, right?”

“Couldn’t fucking hurt.”

He smiled. “So, about this cock situation. . .”

He was off and running.

I had to humor him though. He was a funny guy, and I needed the laughter in my life since shit was getting so dark.

CHAPTER 10

Drake

Bianca had givenme a black eye.

I guess I deserved that, but fuck, she really did have a hell of a right hook on her. And one fuck of a knee because I was certain my dick was just as bruised as my eye.

I raked my fingers through my hair. I was beside myself because I couldn’t see her. There was no way Dom would let me near her. I was surprised Fallon was even still alive, given the circumstances. If De Santis didn’t kill him, I assumed Seeley would.

But I supposed Levin had his own set of issues now that Stefan’s truth was out there for him.

“Shit’s fucked,” Stefan muttered as we sat upstairs in a small sitting room that held a TV and a leather couch and chair. It had a small bar in it as well as a mini fridge and cupboards stocked with snacks.

The horsemen had everything covered in their mansion. We could probably survive a zombie apocalypse without batting a lash.