Page 24 of Blinded By The Sun
“Oh nice, what did you get for your birthday?” Adriano asks.
“Ciro.” She answers honestly.
Adriano and Boston laugh. “Shit, I like her.” Boston says. He gets up and pushes Adriano out of the way. “I heard that I could have you if I wanted.” he says.
King doesn’t react, she just looks at him. “Have me?” She asks.
“Mm-hmm, this guy over here, said that I could have you if I wanted to.” He smirks like a fucking devil in disguise.
“I will kick your fucking ass.” I say as I lean against the archway.
Boston chuckles and winks at me, then he nudges in between King and me. He places an arm over her, “Don’t worry, I was kidding. You hungry? You like bagels? My son is making me one and I think he should make you one too. Yeah?”
“Yes.” King giggles. “I like your name, it’s cool. Boston.”
I shake my head. “Kingsley…” I call out, warning her.
“Oh, your name is Kingsley, maybe that’s what I should call you.” Boston acts like he doesn’t hear the tone in my voice.
“Nobody calls her that but me. Watch your fucking mouth. Matter of fact, get out and go home.”
Boston laughs as he introduces King to Matteo, who honestly looks like he’s standing in front of a celebrity. He’s staring at her and there are no words coming out of his mouth. His father flicks his arm and then Matteo focuses. “Hi, I’m Matteo,” he says.
“Hi, I’m Kingsley, nice to meet you,” she says.
Matteo’s face turns red and he blushes. Holy shit, a full-on blush. My nephew has never blushed a day in his life.
“Kingsley…” I call her name out again.
She turns around and tries to look over Boston’s arm but I can tell he’s doing this on purpose. I roll my eyes and go sit down next to my brother, who is now sitting. King follows my every move and when I cock my brow at her, she slips out of Boston’s arm. She comes over to me and sits on my lap without me telling her to. This puts a smile on my face because I didn’t tell her to do that but it works for me. She doesn’t say a thing or warn me somehow as she leans in and kisses me. I forget that I’m in front of my family as I kiss her, promising to punish her but still make it so fucking addicting, she’ll want that all the time. I hear a couple of throats clearing and then I let her go. “You’re still not off the hook,” I say to her.
King smiles and her dimples deepen. “Hi, Ciro,” she says to me. I swear either I’m creating a monster or I am a fortune teller that can see my future and all I know is that I’m fucked.
I try to fight my smile from growing so I look away. “You hungry?” I ask her.
“Here’s your bagel and do you like coffee? Or tea? I can make it for you.” Matteo beats me to it with his question.
King looks at him. “Thank you.” She answers. “Um, I don’t know, what do you like?”
“I like both, but how about this? I make my special type of coffee for you and then you tell me if you like it?” Matteo says with a bright smile on his face.
“Okay!” King exclaims. This is the most excited I’ve ever seen her.
I shake my head; my nephew has a crush on my toy.What the fuck?
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