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“You’ve been in New York for four months.”

“It took time to break my lease here. I didn’t want to use my family name or ask anyone in my family to do it. I didn’t want to use intimidation—though I would’ve. I needed a plausible reason too—boredom and my dad being overprotective. I knew Sera would offer me a job if I didn’t find anything right away. I looked, but it was an obvious blessing in disguise. Not because it made it possible for me to spy on Sera but to give the illusion that I would.”

We return to walking, taking a look around the ward. We enjoy companionable silence. It’s nice to stretch my legs and be out of the room. We’ve given the guys more than five minutes. I’m curious to know what they may have learned.

Chapter Twenty-One

Joaquin

Wonders shall never cease. Somehow, Emilio convinced Salvatore to agree to a sit-down. He’ll even come up to Boston, but that’s only because he doesn’t want to force Tre to travel. He does realize, after all, that there’s no way in hell I’d leave her behind here. He was supposed to come two days after the accident, which was the day Tre was discharged. He’s been delayed because his daughter Pia had appendicitis and needed to have it removed. I’m glad he’s coming, but I really have to question why. I have a ton of questions for my family before I’m prepared to meet with him. I want to be fully prepared.

It’s been three days since Tre was discharged from the hospital and we came to her parents’ house. We’re both still sore, each of us with stitches and me with road rash.

As much as I’d love to have more privacy with Tre, I’m glad she has her parents’ house to go to. They’ve welcomed me in, not exactly with open arms, but neither of them has shot me, stabbed me, or poisoned me, so I count those as small mercies.

Right now, everyone’s at work, and it’s blessedly quiet in the house with just Tre and me.

“Daddy, I’m finally cleared to have sex. It’s felt like an eternity.”

Our relationship’s only grown deeper with each day. I trust Tre in ways I never conceived I could any woman. I enjoy her company, and I never imagined I’d find that with someone outside my family. But we’ve missed the intimacy. The showing each other how much we care for each other beyond words. We’ve been patient and survived with what we’ve been able. Good God, she has a talented mouth. But now we can have it all.

It won’t be a quick fuck.

I’m ready to do something I’ve never done before.

Make love.

“I’ve missed it too, little one. Strip for me.”

We discussed purchasing some toys and implements, either going to a store to get them or ordering them to be delivered here. We definitely agreed we couldn’t have the guards scan them, then bring them in the house where her parents could see them. We haven’t been relegated to isolation. We’ve gone out since the attack. But we’ve ensured all the guards surround Tre as she gets out of the vehicle. I remain by her side, getting out before her.

We didn’t love having them witness us go inside a sex shop, but we agreed it was less humiliating to have my men come with us than any of the Vizzini ones. I can guarantee my men’s discretion. They know what I’ll do to them if they violate my trust.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Fuck. I love the sound of that word. She uses it whenever we’re in private. We still have no desire for age play. Neither of us can picture Tre behaving younger than she is. Instead, it’s a sign that our trust in one another grows by the day. She knows implicitly that I’ll stand by her no matter what.

“You’re such a tease.”

“Only for you.”

She takes her time lifting her shirt over her head, revealing the lacy bra we bought. It supports her tits but leaves her nipples bare. The temptation to suck on them nearly has me stop her striptease, but I’m a glutton for punishment.

She draws out my agony as she unfastens her jeans and shimmies them down her hips. She kicks them toward me with a giggle that makes my cock bounce against my pants. I’m hard as a fucking pole, though that’s not a new condition for me. I’m in a permanent state of arousal these days. The only upside is Tre’s soaking wet for me any time I slide my fingers into her. I know she’s as turned on as I am all the fucking time. It’s why we need this.

“Come here, my little temptress.”

She walks toward me as she reaches back to unclasp her bra. She twirls it on her finger before flinging it at me. I catch it and hold onto it, shoving it in my pocket. She watches me as I do it, curiosity in her gaze.

“I want it nearby, so you can change into it whenever I want. Whenever I wish to make a meal of your fine tits, chica.”

She’s within reach, so I grasp the front of her thong and tug her toward me. I press my fingers through the lace and shred it. They’re crotchless—a surprise I didn’t know she was wearing today.

“You’ve been planning to seduce me, huh?”

She stands on her toes to bring her lips as close to my ear as she can.

“Yes.”