Page 99 of Tesio
“Fuck! I swear I’ll make it worth it for you, babe, every single day. I mean, I reckon you’ll spend half of those handing me myass anyway, and I can’t wait.” It felt right. This decision that put him before everything else, because he’d done it for me. He’d even been the one to say the words before me, so how could I withhold any part of me, when I wanted him holding all my parts anyway. Both in the metaphorical way and the filthy sexual one.
“I don’t know who I am without the job, Grease. You might find me a little cranky now and then as I figure that out.”
He offered me a cheeky grin, cupping my face in his warm hands.
“Like I’d notice, babe.” He laughed at my scowl, and pulled me to him, his lips landing on mine, as all of our troubles faded away, and all that mattered was us. Now. This thing we were creating together.
Grease suddenly froze and grinned at me.
“I just had the best fucking idea. What do you and I both fucking excel at?No, scratch that, you’ll just say arguing or fucking. Babe… we could do security consultations for people. With my tech skills, and mafia knowledge, and your police insight, who better to fucking offer a service that’d kick ass?” Huh.
Suddenly my future didn’t look quite so grim, suddenly there was a possibility that I could still use the skills I’d worked so hard to learn. I felt myself smiling at him in response, because maybe there was something I could do to help people, without risking any of the shady characters I seemed to be aligned with now.
“That’s not the worst idea you’ve ever had, Grease. Let’s make that our breakfast conversation, because right now I think I want your mouth quiet for a bit.”
Grease laughed, lifting me from the sofa and carrying me to my bedroom, lowering me gently onto the bed, before he lifted off his cut and set it aside, stripping off his shirt next. I sat up on my elbows to watch, and he laughed.
“Not offering a strip tease, babe. I want you naked too.”
I shrugged a shoulder, and jerked my chin at him.
“You first. And make sure to do it nice and slow, sexy like.”
He laughed again, turning to wiggle his ass as he started undoing his jeans, but then he stopped.
“Grease?”
He slowly turned to look at me, one hand easing over his jaw thoughtfully.
“I was just realising something. Something big.”
“I know, I know. It’s big and it’s in your pants. I get it, Grease. Come on, get naked!”
His lips twitched a little, but he looked concerned, and I don’t think it’s because he hadn’t kicked off his boots yet, and he was risking falling into socks-in-bed horror. Something was wrong.
“Grease?”
He swallowed hard, coming over to sit on the bed.
“I’m dead.”Wait, what? I sat up instantly, reaching for him, like I was worried he was about to keel over and die on me. Did the Don poison him or something?
“What? Oh my god!”
He ran his hand over a tattoo on his upper arm, something in Italian that I didn’t understand, but clearly meant something to him.
“I’m dead. Or, I guess,Tesio’s dead. That’s what the Don meant. I’m no longer Tesio, the man I was born to become. I… I’m Grease now. Jesus, it’s like the whole Phoenix rising from the ashes thing, but I’m not really into that kinda bullshit symbolism. Or I wasn’t.”
I slapped his chest. “You prick! I thought you were fucking dying or something!”
He blinked a few times, the heavy sombre mood lifting a little as he pouted at me.
“You thought I was dying, and yet you STILL didn’t say you love me. Are you ever gonna? I mean, I said it. I put it all out there, but you? You’re keeping me hanging. Did…Tesiodie for nothing?”
Suddenly the cuteness dissipated, and what I saw in front of me was an insecure man, who’d put his heart on the line, and just needed me to do the same in return. Didn’t I owe him that?
“Grease…”
“Oh Jesus…”
