Page 48 of Blinded By The Sun
Ciro
After our first session, King ran away with Matteo. If only she had that kind of energy at me teaching her self-defense. I shake my head, thinking about it.
“What are you over there smiling and shaking your head about?” Boston asks while we sit at the dining table eating lunch.
“Kingsley had her first lesson in self-defense today… Guess where she is right now?”
Adriano laughs hard. “She ran away, didn’t she?”
“Yep, and she took Boston’s son with her. That poor boy already has an insane crush on her.” I shake my head again.
Boston snickers. “Your work-outs are already extreme so I can imagine how self-defense is going. Plus, Matteo’s insane. I think that’s his mother’s side of the family. I don’t remember ever having a crush to where I couldn’t see that she was too old for me.”
“Uh, did you forget about our psych professor and one of the major reasons you became interested in psych?” I tease.
Boston smirks and licks his lips. “How can I ever forget Professor Stein? But see, I claimed my crush after our semester finished. I remember I crushed her pussy just like I crushed all my exams. She didn’t know what hit her and after that, she never looked me in the eye again on campus.”
Both Adriano and I shake our heads. “Fucking idiot. One day you’ll get a girl that makes you regret using your dick so much for such stupid shit.” Adriano says.
“Aw, Adri, have you found someone like that?” Boston teases. “Is it your wife?”
Adriano flips him the finger. “I’m just saying.”
“Speaking of just saying, Watson gave me more information on who really set up all that shit with taking some of my stash. Seems like Tatyana isn’t the only Petrov to fuck me over. Her brother, Igor, has been Stateside but has been sending his men to all the meet-up spots that Tatyana knows about. He was taking a bit of my shit and his sister used to give him a heads-up, but now that it’s stopped, he’s been sniffing around.”
“So, he’s been passing your products around like it’s his?” Boston asks.
“Yep.” I laugh. “This man really thought I’d never find out. Eventually, he would’ve gotten caught. Making a name for himself Stateside isn’t what he thinks it’ll be. I have a friend in the damned state that he’s in and he’s in for a good ol’ scare. We fly out tomorrow.” I say to them.
“Who and where are we going?” Adriano asks.
Before I can answer, I hear as both Matteo and King make their way towards us with my biggest traitor,Poutine.King is singing along with Matteo to a song I’ve heard playing;Dance To Thisby Troye Sivan. She stuns me again. How can someone, just one person, have so many talents yet not know it? The way she sings is beautiful and I feel as goosebumps appear on my person. I look down at my arms, rubbing my palm over one of my arms. “Whoa.” Is all I say.
Boston whistles. “If I’ve never heard an angel before, then I think I have now. What the hell? Did you know she could sing like that?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No, but shit, how can one person be so damned talented yet so fucking humble? This shit is both disturbing and arousing at the same time.” I admit. “I don’t think I’ve never gotten goosebumps before.”
Adriano lightly chuckles. “Hell, that both her and Matteo could sing in such harmony like that and all they’re doing is joking around, is something else. I doubt either of them could go somewhere with it though, they don’t seem like the types to want to be singers.”
Boston nods. “Yeah, Matteo would rather cut off his leftgossethan sing. And this is a direct quote from the little fucker.”
At this, I laugh hard. “He’s his father’s son, isn’t he?”
Boston rolls his eyes. “Speaking of sons, you ready to have that conversation because the woman who might be your baby mother is looking exceptionally gorgeous today. Exquisite.” He emphasizes.
I turn to look at what he’s talking about and King has yet to say hi to me or any of the men because she’s busy pettingPoutineand getting his water bowl set. It’s not like she can’t see us, it’s an open concept kind of home. “Really, Kingsley?” I say to her.
King jumps at the sound of my voice. “OhMarde! Sorry guys, I didn’t see you there.” she says and after she setsPoutine’s water down, she makes her way to us.
Before she can sit on my lap, I pull my chair in some more so there’s no way she can do that. King’s confused expression takes over her entire face. She looks like she’ll cry. I cock a brow, waiting for her to say something. I want her to challenge me so I can spank her even harder than I plan to. I take in her jogger set. She looks good enough for me to want to take her in the room to fuck. I bite my lip. Pink looks good on her skin. Her little cropped tank top has her nipples showing, and she doesn’t even know it. Maybe I will spank her for going out like this. Her joggers fit her well, though.
King goes to sit next to Adriano, and she hasn’t taken her eyes off me. She won’t even look at anyone else at the table, just me. “Go pack a bag, we’re leaving tomorrow. You too, Teo.”
“Where are we going?” Matteo asks.
“Vegas to see an old friend of mine.” I answer.
“Do I know this friend?” He asks.
