Page 11 of Baratta's Darkness

“Just stay away from her.” He demands through gritted teeth before walking away.

“You sure know how to piss that one off.” My Uncle says from my other side.

“He’s protective of his sister. An admirable trait. I can respect that.”

“Does that mean you will stay away from the girl?”

“No.” Is the only answer I give before I head toward Fiona’s workstation. I can hear Uncle Tony laugh as I stride away. I’m sure he is dying to ask me more but he won’t. He knows me well enough to know that when I am ready to let him know anything, I will do so without any prodding.

Fiona

Half way done with Timber’s tat, I feel uneasy as if I am being watched. I know that it is a stupid feeling. Because of course I’m being watched. There are guests everywhere coming and going, sometimes looking over my shoulder as I work. It’s never bothered me before though.

I know the second Baratta’s eyes land on me. My skin prickles and I feel my nipples tighten up. The way that man makes my body react is just insane. I have never met another who has ever made me feel like he does. It pisses me the fuck off too.

Although it would not piss me off if we finally got a round two. I think to myself as I raise my eyes looking directly into his. The corner of his mouth lifts as if he can read my thoughts. I just smile back before lowering my head back to my work.

“You might want to stop smiling at him like that. Your brother looks ready to slit his damn throat as it is.” Timber whispers on a chuckle.

“My brother should mind his own damn business.”

“So it’s like that is it?”

I look up at Timber and I know his meaning so I give him a slight nod. I like Baratta even though I would never admit it to him. He’s infuriating as hell and a pain in my ass. But my brother has no say in who I sleep with or have a relationship with.

I’ve no idea if Baratta or even myself is interested in a relationship, but I’m for damn sure interested in getting that man back into my bed for a few hours. It’s been too long since I’ve felt as good as he made me feel in New Orleans. I’m still pissed though that he left me before I even woke up. I very nearly missed my plane that morning.

“I’ll try to keep your brother in check but you will need to talk to him eventually Fi. He’s your brother and you two are all each other have, besides the club.”

“I know and I will. He also needs to remember that I am grown. I moved away last time because I needed a life of my own without interference from him. Hell, I went to prom alone because all the guys in my class were afraid of the club. I won’t let any of you keep me from having a social life now that I am older.”

“I’ll promise to try to keep all the brothers in line if you stop digging that needle in so hard.” He grits out.

“Sorry.” I scrunch my face up and he just shakes his head at me.

I finish the rest of the shading before I scoot back to look over my work. It still amazes me to see my own art on another person. I don’t think I will ever get completely used to it.

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