Page 49 of Born into Mayhem
Before I fall asleep, I reach over with my free hand and grab my phone. Switching off Airplane Mode, I pull up a secure chat and send a text to Tony.
ME:
You up?
TONY:
I am now.
ME:
Perfect. After a VCH piercing how long do you need to wait before you can have sex?
TONY:
Jesus. Do I want to know?
ME:
No, probably not.
TONY:
It depends, but usually 4 to 8 weeks. Sometimes as little as 2, but it just depends on the healing. Everyone is different.
My whole body lights up at the two-week comment, but his next one deflates the enthusiasm a bit.
TONY:
You’ll need to wear a condom.
ME:
Even if I’m clean?
TONY:
Yeah. It’s not about STIs. It could hurt her, cause an infection, prolong the healing. Just wear a condom to be safe, and I’ll pretend we’re not talking about Lev’s daughter right now.
ME:
Who said anything about Lev’s daughter?
TONY:
Exactly.
I tell him a quick thanks and then set my phone aside before wrapping my arm back around a sleeping Mia. I’m not thrilled about the condom news, but as much as I want to fuck her bare, I’m not going to risk hurtingher.
For the second time in my life, I share my bed with a woman and fall asleep with her in my arms. Usually I have a hell of a time sleeping while flying, but with Mia it’s easy, and the next morning I’m already showered and dressed with an espresso in hand by the time she opens her eyes.
“Good morning,streghetta mia.”
She reaches her arms and legs out in a lazy stretch, and not for the first time since I’ve woken up, I run my eyes over her, imagining all the things I want to do to her.
“Do you have one of those caffeine bombs for me?” Her voice is thick with sleep, making her sound even more seductive than usual.
“I do.” I grin and add, “Marissa was kind enough to make you one.”
