Page 128 of The Mafia Enforcer's Temptation
“We can have gentle when we want.” I pause. “But, Ava, we need to trust each other.”
“I can’t. How can I?”
“I told you that I lied to you about taking your bratva. I want it, yes; of course, I do. But I want it with you at the helm. I need you, my mad, sweet thing.”
Ava shakes her head and a small sound gurgles in her throat. “I don’t care. It’s too late. I need to get my little sister. She’s only four. And… I don’t trust you.”
We’re at some kind of crossroads. And I just stand there, letting her point that gun at me.
This time there’s enough space. I have a chance to dodge a bullet and take her down, then turn that gun on her.
But I won’t. I can’t. I’d never. I love her.
“What if we finally choose to trust each other?” I ask.
The gun shakes in her trembling hand.
“What if we work together on this? Save your bratva, get your sister.”
She stares at me and says, “How?”
“I’ve got a plan.”
Her eyes narrow into slits. “What if I just shoot you dead?”
I grin and take one step. She doesn’t pull the trigger.
I take another.
I’m still alive.
And then I’m there in front of her. I take the gun away, cup her face, and kiss her. Ava clings to me, kissing me back, and we move and sway until her back hits the wall. Her mouth is warm and wet and so fucking sweet, I almost collapse.
When we’re both breathless, I lift my head. “That’s the plan.”
“What is?”
I kiss her throat. “You shooting me.”
“You’re insane.” And she kisses me once more.
Suddenly, reality slams into me as Dec slaps my back.
And Ava goes bright red, burying her face in my shirt.
“I see you’ve been working on a plan there,” Dec says.
“Actually…”
“We’ve got until tomorrow, three a.m.,” Ava says.
“No,” I say, looking at my brothers. “We should act now. He’ll be watching the storage place. But Ava gave me an idea, and I’ve actually got a plan.”
“And what’s this plan?” Cal asks.
“I think we manipulate this situation…”
Cal sits in the back of the van, smoking. “This really is the dumbest plan in history.”
