Page 66 of The Prizes We Win
Luca leans on my desk next to me and crosses his arms over his chest. “I don’t need to know anything other than if you’re okay.”
“Better than ever.” He looks over at Dante. “Isn’t that right, Big Daddy?”
“Don’t make me hit you again.” Joe does her best to stifle her smile as she rubs her arm up and down Dante’s bicep.
Luca and I eye up the three of them, specifically Dante. Eventually, he caves. Throwing his arms in the air, he lets out a dramatic sigh. “Fine. I sucked his dick. There. Is that what you wanted to know?” Luca and I say nothing, meanwhile, Joe and Enzo both cover their mouths with their hands to stop laughing. “And no, I don’t plan on doing it to either of you. Got it?”
Luca and I hold up our hands in unison. “Not interested,” I tell him.
“Good with me,” Luca adds.
Enzo snorts a laugh behind his hand, and Dante rolls his eyes. “Good. Now, can we move on, please?”
“Actually.” Luca holds up his finger.
“Jesus fucking christ,” Dante mutters.
“I have one more question. Was it—”
“Luca, sii gentile con lui.” The words roll off Joe’s tongue in near-perfect Italian, and all four of us turn to look at her.
“Wh-what did you just say?”
She looks at Luca as if he has no right to be shocked. Then it’s as if you can practically see the lightbulb go on over her head. “Oh yeah, I’ve been studying Italian. I’ve had a lot of free time the last few weeks.”
“You just picked up enough Italian in the span of three weeks to speak sentences fluently?” Dante points at Enzo and Luca. “I’ve been around these two for years and barely know a word they’re saying half the time.”
Joe almost looks confused. Putting her hands on her hips, she answers, “I don’t know if you guys know this… but I’m like, really smart.”
“Ha. NiceMean Girlsreference.” Enzo high-fives her, and she smiles.
“Thank you.”
Luca pushes off the desk and makes his way over to her.“Quindi questo significa che se ti dico quanto sei sexy appena scopata mi capisci?”
“You have these two to thank for that.” She points one thumb at Enz and the other at Dante.
“Yeah, you do.” Enzo snorts, and Dante and I just look at each other in confusion.
“Okay.” I clap. “You two can eye-fuck each other later and speak all the Italian you want, but remember when I said we had shit to do?”
I will admit, though, hearing her speak Italian was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever heard.
“Potrai dirmi quanto sono sexy più tardi, capo.”Joe winks at him, and Luca tips his head back and groans dramatically.
I laugh to myself and turn to face my computer. “Look.” I pull up the feed from the Vittori Enterprises lobby.
Dante leans over my shoulder to get a closer look. “Is that?”
“Sure is.”
“And are they?”
“Sure are.”
“These mother fuckers,” Dante snarls.
“What? What is it?” Joe asks anxiously.
