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“There he is,” she says through an audible smile. “There’s the guy I know.”
“You aren’t bothered that I am about to kill a man to make my point?”
“I wouldn’t be in love with you if you weren’t that kind of man.”
I check my watch, remembering I have a shipment being delivered to the docks that I need to be there for since Luca is currently… somewhere. Omar is probably working the streets now and checking in with the runners.
I hope he’s asking if Luca has approached them. The thought of my son being a mole his entire life has my stomach turning. Atthe end of the day, he’s mine. I’ve raised him. Bianchi didn’t and that’s makes me more of a father than he will ever be.
“I’m sorry,” Jovie whispers through the quiet that has fallen between us.
“For what, Sweet Girl?”
“For being the reason you have issues with your son. I didn’t think he cared about me at all or why he feels so strongly about getting me back when we haven’t talked at all. He isn’t making sense to me.”
“Me either, but I’ll figure it out. How’s my baby doing today? Are they making you sick?”
“No! Thankfully. Today is a good day. I’m starving. And I have a lot of energy.”
“Mmm,” I growl. “Well, maybe you can take me for ride later to let out all of that energy.”
“Maybe I will.” Her flirtatious tone is sultry and immediately has my cock filling.
“Enjoy your lunch. I have a meeting I have to get to. I love you. Tell me when you get to the shop, so I know you’re safe.”
“You worry too much.”
“I don’t worry enough,” I correct her. Once she’s at the shop, I’m able to see her through the security cameras I had installed—with her consent of course.
“I love you too. Of course, I’ll let you know.”
“I love you both,” I add, needing her to know that my love doesn’t just go to her, but to our child too.
“We love you too,” she says softly.
I hang up, gripping the phone in my hand. Before I crush another phone, I set it on the counter and bury my face in my hands.
My heart is heavier than I thought, and I don’t know how I’ll be able to walk around with it in my chest.
23
JOVIE
I keepthe store signed flipped to closed when I come back from lunch to give myself time to catch up on orders. Ever since I started dating Santino, I’ve gotten a little behind on work because now, my life isn’t completely ruled by flowers.
I’m jamming to music and on my fifth bouquet of flowers when I think I hear a crash. I turn down the music and wait to see if I hear it again.
It must have been in the song.
I crank the music up, dancing and singing along as I cut the stems off the flowers. I spin and twirl, cutting the scissors through the air and shake my hips as the beat drops.
When the song changes, I take a break and check my phone to see a hundred texts from Santino.
“Whoops,” I mutter to myself.
I forgot to text him when I was in the shop.
Him: “You’re lucky I can see you with the cameras. I’m still going to spank your ass later for disobeying me. Your safety is my top concern.”
