Page 121 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Nick

It’sthe first night in a while that I haven’t been at the club.

Even when she’s been off I’ve always gone in to work and do what I do with my brothers.

Tonight we stay in at my place.

Of course there’s no way I’m having her at my house and not have her the way I want, so instead of going to the accountancy office like I was supposed to I stay in bed with her all day.

In bed, in the shower, on the table and back in bed.

Just inside her, anywhere I can be with her and as often as possible.

By ten she conks out asleep and is a pretty sight to behold as I watch her.

Just like always she makes me forget… everything.

This time it’s everything.

The last few days have been shit and saw me at the hospital more than I wanted to be.

Again I had to remind myself that it’s not that I don’t want to be there, it’s just that it’s hard. The last few days have been harder because Tommy’s strength is failing him and the doctors are having to do more. The conversation came up again of switching off the life support.

That just crushed Sherine. So I did the thing I hope my best friend would do for me and step up. Yesterday I told her I’d do it. I told her I’ll do it if it comes to that, so she won’t have to deal with it. I even went as far as doing all the paperwork so the doctors will just contact me if it comes to that stage.

That if, is starting to look more like a when.

I was so distressed by the time I saw Mia.

One kiss made me push it all aside for the night.

Being with her today has been some rejuvenation for me. Now that she’s sleeping I’m thinking about what sent her to me.

It was something that happened at home. The fucking debt no doubt.

I’m watching her and it all feels wrong. She’s more than the woman who was waiting outside my club weeks ago, nervous to ask for a job. She’s more than the woman I wanted to make my plaything because I was so fascinated with her.

She’s more than the angel, I was so taken with dirtying up. Having her on her knees or tied to my bed.

She’s just more and I want to know what happened to her. I wish now that I’d checked more into her and get the full story. If I do it now it will feel like prying and I don’t want to spoil this. What I want is for her to tell me.

I want her to tell me what her situation is, and I want to change what we are now.

I sit by the bedroom window and watch her for a good half an hour before I get a call from Gabe.

He’s outside. As in he’s here.

I let him in and we sit out in the garden smoking Cuban cigars.

He’s here to check on me. They all think reckless Nicky’s gonna fly off the handle again and do something more to make the situation worse fucked up than it is.

He’s alone because they think it’ll look suspicious if Salvatore comes along too and I’ll figure out they’re checking up on me. They hardly realize that I already had them figured out.

This is Ma’s doing. I can imagine her gathering the boys and trying to organize shifts on who’ll look in on me.

It’s been a week and a half since Vincent and I fought it out and since then my family have been trying to reach out to me in whatever way they think they can.

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