Page 56 of Say I Do

“Yes, I have to make sure I don’t get another concussion.”

“Oh, come on, you’re still hurt about that? I told you I liked you.” I offered him a cigarette. “I didn’t kill you. That has to count for something.”

Tony didn’t look the least bit relieved by that fact. He just didn’t know how hard it was for me to like someone. I could have killed him. Sure, it would have caused more issues between me and Benito, but we already had so many it wouldn’t have made a big difference.

“Why are we standing here?” Tony asked.

I lit my cigarette and leaned against a brick wall in District 3 as I contemplated answering Tony’s question.

“The triads run this area. We aren’t safe here,” Tony said.

“Correction, you aren’t safe here.”

He stared down at me. “You’re a Vitale now.”

I waved my hand in the air as I inhaled smoke. I blew it out, relaxing with the help of the nicotine. “You got me there.”

“The Hayashi’s have little stake here.”

I hummed, and Tony stared at me harder. He moved closer to me and lowered his voice. “Are you saying the yakuza have a bigger claim than we know of?”

“I’m saying back up and give me breathing room.” I hated my father, but I wasn’t stupid. I wasn’t saying shit.

“Harlow.” Tony pulled out his phone. “I’m calling Benito.”

Of course, he was. “Snitches get stitches.”

The muscle in Tony’s cheek ticked as the vein on his temple pulsed. “This time, I’m ready for you.”

I pushed off the wall and got in his face. We were nearly the same height. Our eyes met as our noses nearly touched. “You will never be ready for me.” I backed up, and he looked ready to kill me.

Normally I’d get some thrill out of it, but I felt nothing. Benito’s face came to mind, and my cock twitched. Fuck, was it possible to get hooked on one cock? I’d have to ask someone when I had the chance.

“Go ahead and call Benito. Tell him I said hi and can’t wait to have his dick stuffed down my throat.”

Tony watched me like a hawk as he brought the phone to his ear. “Hey, boss. No, he hasn’t killed anyone or caused a scene.”

I smiled. The first thing Benito asked about was me. My chest tightened, and I remembered the way he hugged me. His arms wrapped tightly around my body, holding me close. I’d felt the beat of his heart and the warmth of his body. It had soaked into me until I gave in.

My mind slipped down the rabbit hole as I thought about my husband. His rough voice and equally rough hands. How good it felt when he held me down. I snapped my eyes open as pleasure slithered up my spine. I was hard as fuck and had no way to relieve myself.

I should go to the bathroom and jerk off. Even better, record it and send it to Benito.My cock pressed against the tight panties I wore, adding just a bite of pain. Maybe after I handled business, I’d go see Benito.

Not for anything else but to fuck, of course. It wasn’t like Iwantedto see him. Right?

Before I could question myself any further, I peeped Quincy. He winked at me. His bright ass hair stood out amongst the crowd. I stubbed out the cigarette.

“Don’t worry, boss, I’ll stay with him. Yes, I will call if any— Harlow!”

I was gone before Tony caught onto what I was doing. I slipped around a spice shop and scaled a chain fence. I hopped from the top and landed in a crouch.

“Fuck, you can’t be serious,” Tony growled.

I didn’t wait around for him as he started to climb the fence. I was spat out on the other side and flagged down a cab. I was in it before Tony hit the street. His head whipped every which way. He spotted me, but it was too late. The taxi took off, and he ran after me.

“Where to?” The driver stared at me from the rearview mirror. “I don’t want any trouble.”

“And you won’t have any. Take a left and two rights.”

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