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Fuck.

I was hard again, just in time for my meeting with the capos.

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JULIET

Romeo

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.

O, that I were a glove upon that hand

That I might touch that cheek!

Juliet

You are not quoting Romeo and Juliet to me right now

Romeo

In case you missed it, that’s Shakespeare for “I miss your face”

Juliet

Flirt

Romeo

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ROMEO

My phone rang,jolting me awake. Instinctively, my hand reached for the gun on my nightstand as I sprang out of bed, my body tense and ready for anything. Late-night calls never brought good news. When my eyes finally focused on the screen, I saw that it was Juliet calling. My heart skipped a beat. I had set my phone to Do Not Disturb, only allowing calls from her and Matteo. She had never called me before, and certainly not at four in the morning.

“Juliet, what’s wrong?”

Silence met me on the other line, broken only by a soft sniffle.

“Angel? Talk to me.”

My heart pounded as each torturous second ticked by. I was ready to jump in my car and tear through the city to get to her.

“I’m sorry.” Her voice came through the phone, soft and broken. “I shouldn’t have called.”

“You absolutely should have. Did something happen? Are you hurt?”

“No, it’s stupid. I just—” She sniffed again and my heart broke at her tears. “I had a bad dream.”

I let out a shuddering breath and sat down on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands. “I’m so sorry, pretty girl. Do you want to talk about it?”

“No. I’m sorry. I’m so embarrassed I called. I was just scared and I didn’t know what to do.”

“You did the exact right thing. I’m here for you.”

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“Are you in bed?”

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