Second Chance for the Mafia Prince
Quiet Conversation Part I
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January entered the house through the front door and was surprised to find how quiet it was. She’d expected boisterous activity, loudness, and laughter. Instead, it was eerily silent. She wondered whether or not Gulliver had taken Kaylee out again.
She entered the kitchen intending to go look out the back patio door to see if perhaps everyone was outside and found Gulliver sitting at the kitchen table alone.
“Where’s Kaylee?”
“Your mother needed to pick up a few things at the shop and Kaylee begged to go with her. She was pretty upset that Ford took all the skunks with him. Your mother promised her she could pick out something to make for dinner. Your mother invited me to stay for dinner if that’s alright with you.”
“Sure.” She moved to the sink and washed her hands. “Mom usually leaves me a note asking me to get something started if she’s not here. Did she mention anything to you?”
“No. Just that she’d be back soon and I could rest after the emotional roller coaster of Kaylee. I’ve never seen a kid cry so hard over vermin before in my life. I was ready to let her keep them all, but your mother threatened my life. Your n me to stav here in case I tried to overcompensate by buving the
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entire freezer section of ice cream out for the poor kid.”
It looked like she was playing hostess.
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“Okay.” She turned the kettle on intending to make a cup of tea and held up the tin in Gulliver’s direction.
“You’re having tea after just finishing a large vanilla latte?”
She almost slammed the tin down but instead pasted a tight smile on. “The coffee was good but now I want a tea. Do you want one or no?”
“Sure.”
She set everything up in the mugs while she waited for the kettle to boil and kept her back to him while she tried valiantly not to scream at him for the violation of her privacy. She knew his security agents were going to report back to him but down to the exact order she made at the café.
“It didn’t take you long to set up a date.”
“Jesus Christ, Gulliver,” this time she slapped her hand on the countertop unable to stop herself and spun to glare at him. “He called to check to see if Kaylee was okay because Darwin was upset. The rumor mill in the town was going crazy and Darwin yag distraught thinking his best friend was moving away or was was kidnapped by a bad man. We met up so I could explain
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some things, and it was nice to have coffee with a guy who finds me attractive.”
“I find you attractive. Why can’t you have coffee with me?”
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The quiet question was laced with confusion and hurt, and she stared at him incredulously.
“Have you lost your mind? What happened to you saying today that you would respect me going out on dates?”
“I thought I had time,” he shrugged as he fidgeted, picking at his fingernails in the way Kaylee did when she was sad or stressed. “I didn’t think it would smack me in the face today. You weren’t out of the house an hour and you were arranging dates and it fucking hurts.”
“Why? Why does it hurt, Gulliver?”
“Because I love you,” he raised his voice a fraction. “I love you. I haven’t stopped loving you an ounce after eight years and I anticipated all kinds of things occurring should I ever find you but this, having you dating other men within hours of meeting me again is stinging in the worst way. I want to give you your space. I want to respect that you don’t feel the same but baby, I missed you. Every single second of every minute of every hour of every day for the last eight years. I didn’t go on dates. I didn’t grab coffee with women.”
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“The same way your buddy Davis would if he was undercover,” he threw his hands up in the air, “and only on the cheek, never on the mouth. The closest I got to kissing her was here,” he pointed to the corner of his mouth, “when she turned her head at the last second during a family dinner. I nearly threw up, January. I nearly puked my fucking guts out. I hated her. I hated her with a burning fucking passion, and I was doing. what I needed to do so I could protect an old man who is so damn stubborn he doesn’t believe anything he doesn’t see for himself. I would have walked away from my own birthright because I hate her so much, January and then I realized they were stealing right from under his nose, and he was too proud and arrogant to accept it. I needed to prove it, and I needed to do it with flair, or he would have brushed it off.”
He got up from the table and walked to her, cornering her against the corner.
“But the minute I saw you, the minute you came out of the arts building on campus, arm in arm with my sister, laughing, the entire world drew to a halt, and I knew in that second my life was irrevocably changed. My plans to sacrifice myself for the 475 greater good felt like an albatross around my neck. The
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moment my heart saw you, it was yours and only yours, but it was too late. I was already fucking engaged with the psychopath and if I cancelled the engagement to be with you, she would have killed you. You asked if I was dangerous, yes, but there are people in our world who are equally dangerous and some even more dangerous because they are missing any kind of soul. She is one of them. Duchess is crazy. So, I made my family believe you were important to me but not important enough to break my engagement over. Duchess herself had a lover she kept in Greece. I made it clear to everyone in public that you were a mistress. Only Thisbe and Glenn knew I married you. It was to protect you.”
