Page 44 of Savage Bosses

Marcus smiles, stepping forward he hands me the roses. “Let’s hit that new spot that just opened. We can ride together.”

Jake clears his throat behind me. I don’t have to turn to look at him to know what he’s trying to communicate. There was no way in hell he was letting me in a car with Marcus.

“I can just meet you there.”

“How about I ride with you,” Marcus says with a cunning smile toward my bodyguard.

Letting out a deep breath, I say. “Sure.”

I turn to Jake and he has a smirk on his face that can’t be missed. He leads the way toward the blacked-out G wagon.

Jake opens the door for me to climb in. I hold up a finger before getting inside. Pulling out my phone I make a call.

“Hello, my angel,” Nico answers after the second ring.

“Hey, baby. I uh, wanted to let you know I ran into Marcus today.”

The line goes completely silent. I wait for him to speak. “Okay. Is everything alright?”

Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. “Yeah, he and I are going to have an early dinner.”

Again, silence greets me. “Talk to me, Tiffany. Should I be worried?”

“Baby, I promise you there is nothing to worry about. He wants closure and I think I owe him that much.”

“You don’t owe him any fucking thing.” Never have I heard Nico speak in that tone. Especially not to me. The growl in his voice frightens me a little.

My silence must have given him a clue to my fear.

“I’m sorry,” his tone is much softer and a lot more like what I’m use to. “I’m not angry with you. I just don’t like the idea of anyone taking advantage of your kindness.”

“I want to start my new life with you properly closing my past. Please, Nico, let me do this.”

He sighs. “You know I can’t deny you anything. Tell Jake to take you to Salv’s new spot. I don’t want you sitting out anywhere too in the open. Don’t forget Saint is still looking for you and could possibly follow Marcus to you. I’ll send another guard to watch over you.”

Although Saint has been quiet for a few months, he’s never far out of my mind. I won’t be completely free of him until he’s behind bars.

“Okay. I love you, Nico.”

“Not more than I love you, Angel,” he says in a way that makes me believe he could be right.

Hanging up the phone, I place it in my purse.

“Take us to Salv’s new place,” I tell Jake. He nods.

Climbing in the truck beside Marcus, I put my seatbelt on.

“What did he say?” Marcus asks with a smirk.

“Nothing,” I lie.

“I bet,” he chuckles as Jake climbs in and starts the truck.

So far dinner has been nice. Marcus and I have reminisced on our school and college years. Nothing too intimate, just funny stories and inside jokes.

“I still have the scar on my leg from that night,” I laugh.

“Thankfully our asses didn’t end up in jail doing that shit,” Marcus adds, and I burst into another fit of laughter.

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