Page 37 of My Casanova

She furrowed her brow. “What does that mean?”

“It means I’m part of the Iron Fiends, and things that happen with the club stay with the club.”

“You were literally blown up, Smoke, and that wasn’t the first time from what you guys said. That is insane.” She looked around the restaurant. “Is that why you’re constantly looking around? Are we going to get blown up?”

“Shh, shh,” I whispered. I didn’t need her freaking out in the middle of the restaurant. “We’re not going to be blown up, angel. Nothing is going to happen to us tonight,” I promised.

“I’m trying not to let my mind run crazy here, Smoke, but you’re kind of freaking me out here.”

The waitress came up to the table with Dani’s salad. “House salad,” she declared. “Anything else I can get you before your mains come out?”

Dani looked like she was ready to bolt.

“No, we’re good right now.” I needed to calm Dani down.

The waitress left.

She looked at me expectantly.

“I don’t know what is going through your mind right now, angel. Part of you looks like you want to run, but you’re still sitting here.”

“Don’t be suave with me, Smoke. I’m not stupid, and you can trust me. The only person I talk to really is Stan, and you’ve got another thing coming if you think I am going to tell him anything you say to me. I can keep a secret.”

“Tell me what you want to know, and I’ll see what I can tell you.” I did trust Dani, but I wasn’t sure she was ready for the whole crazy story.

She looked around the restaurant. If she wanted to leave, we would leave right now. I didn’t want to mess up whatever was happening between Dani and me.

Eventually, Boone and Gibbs would be out of the picture, and I wanted her to stay in the picture.

“Who tried to kill you?” she asked.

I leaned toward her. “Lower your voice, angel.”

Her eyes darted around. “Sorry.”

“Eat, and I’ll talk.”

“I have a lot of questions, Smoke.”

I nodded and pushed her salad toward her. “And I will give you the answers you can have.”

She rolled her eyes but picked up her fork. “I don’t start eating until you start talking.”

“You’re a feisty one, angel.”

She leveled her gaze on me.

“Fine, fine,” I chuckled. “Start eating, and I will tell you a story.”

“True story, right?” She wasn’t going to let anything by her.

I nodded. “A true story.”

Chapter Fifteen

Dani

My mind was blown.

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