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Authors: London Miller
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Sagas, Crime, Genre Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Crime Fiction, Family Saga, Thrillers & Suspense, organized crime, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
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don’t think I want to know. Hopefully he didn’t bug the house because it would be weird knowing your cousin is listening to us have sex.”
He smiled though she wasn’t trying to be funny. “Noted.”
CHAPTER SIX
Between jet lag and their already erratic sleep schedule, they didn’t go back out again until that night. As they started off down the cobblestoned streets, Lauren was taken by the sky, the whole of it painted in brilliant colors, ranging from pinks to purples, indigos and yellows, with lines of white throughout. It didn’t look real.
There were a number of restaurants facing the water, and while there were a good number of the outdoor tables filled, Lauren pointed to one on the corner. Instead of sitting inside—though the interior was just as beautiful—they opted for a table outside to enjoy the view.
Mishca pulled the chair out for her before removing his jacket and claiming his own seat. When their waiter appeared, greeting them warmly in Italian, he ordered for the both of them, most of it lost on Lauren as she continued to smile, captivated by the way he spoke.
After thanking the man, and handing over their menus, Mishca reached across the table for her hand, tracing the delicate skin of her wrist with his finger.
“Are you happy?”
Could her heart beat any harder for him? “I’m always happy with you.”
His dimple showed as a corner of his mouth tilted up. “You’re sweet.”
“I’m being honest.”
Their wine came first, poured expertly into crystal glasses. The local wine smelled pungent, and tasted rich in a way only red wine could. Before long, Lauren had finished her first glass, and had another.
“Tonight is going to be interesting,” Mishca commented absently, smiling over at her as he took a swallow of his own drink.
“I don’t know what you mean, Mish. I’m completely sober.” Though she was, at this point, feeling the effects of the alcohol, and because of that, she was more aware of his touch as he continued to rub circles along her arm.
“Is everything going to be okay with us staying gone for so long?”
He shook his head. “You don’t need to worry about that. Just enjoy yourself. That’s why we’re here, no?”
Their food arrived, and Lauren’s eyes widened as she saw the fish on her plate, head and all. It was cut down the middle, slices of lemon and herbs inside, and while it looked intimidating, it smelled amazing.
She took small bites, tasting it first before she really dug in.
Apparently, that was just the appetizer. Gradually, over the next couple of hours, several dishes were brought out to them one by one, and by the time dessert came around, Lauren was stuffed, but she couldn’t bring himself to turn down the tiramisu.
Mishca paid their bill, keeping his arm around her waist as they walked down the dock to the water. Toeing off her shoes, she picked them up, dipping her feet into the water as she sat. He was more content watching her enjoy the night, leaning against one of the wooden beams as she kicked her feet in the water.
“It’s beautiful here,” she said absently, staring out at the reflection of the moon in the water. “Thank you for bringing me.”
“I can’t count the number of times you thanked me since we arrived. You don’t have to thank me at all. All of this, everything I do, is for you.”
“But still,” she said getting back up, shaking her feet to sling some of the water on him, making her laugh as he glowered. “I’m grateful for this, for everything. I know it isn’t easy for you, and I know that it could be potentially dangerous for you to walk around without your guys, so I need you to know that I appreciate it. I appreciate you.”
“Maybe you can show me how appreciative you are when we get back? I know I’ll enjoy that.”
She smiled, trailing her nail down his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his clothes. “Sure…I think you’ll like the surprise I have for you.”
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He smiled though she wasn’t trying to be funny. “Noted.”
CHAPTER SIX
Between jet lag and their already erratic sleep schedule, they didn’t go back out again until that night. As they started off down the cobblestoned streets, Lauren was taken by the sky, the whole of it painted in brilliant colors, ranging from pinks to purples, indigos and yellows, with lines of white throughout. It didn’t look real.
There were a number of restaurants facing the water, and while there were a good number of the outdoor tables filled, Lauren pointed to one on the corner. Instead of sitting inside—though the interior was just as beautiful—they opted for a table outside to enjoy the view.
Mishca pulled the chair out for her before removing his jacket and claiming his own seat. When their waiter appeared, greeting them warmly in Italian, he ordered for the both of them, most of it lost on Lauren as she continued to smile, captivated by the way he spoke.
After thanking the man, and handing over their menus, Mishca reached across the table for her hand, tracing the delicate skin of her wrist with his finger.
“Are you happy?”
Could her heart beat any harder for him? “I’m always happy with you.”
His dimple showed as a corner of his mouth tilted up. “You’re sweet.”
“I’m being honest.”
Their wine came first, poured expertly into crystal glasses. The local wine smelled pungent, and tasted rich in a way only red wine could. Before long, Lauren had finished her first glass, and had another.
“Tonight is going to be interesting,” Mishca commented absently, smiling over at her as he took a swallow of his own drink.
“I don’t know what you mean, Mish. I’m completely sober.” Though she was, at this point, feeling the effects of the alcohol, and because of that, she was more aware of his touch as he continued to rub circles along her arm.
“Is everything going to be okay with us staying gone for so long?”
He shook his head. “You don’t need to worry about that. Just enjoy yourself. That’s why we’re here, no?”
Their food arrived, and Lauren’s eyes widened as she saw the fish on her plate, head and all. It was cut down the middle, slices of lemon and herbs inside, and while it looked intimidating, it smelled amazing.
She took small bites, tasting it first before she really dug in.
Apparently, that was just the appetizer. Gradually, over the next couple of hours, several dishes were brought out to them one by one, and by the time dessert came around, Lauren was stuffed, but she couldn’t bring himself to turn down the tiramisu.
Mishca paid their bill, keeping his arm around her waist as they walked down the dock to the water. Toeing off her shoes, she picked them up, dipping her feet into the water as she sat. He was more content watching her enjoy the night, leaning against one of the wooden beams as she kicked her feet in the water.
“It’s beautiful here,” she said absently, staring out at the reflection of the moon in the water. “Thank you for bringing me.”
“I can’t count the number of times you thanked me since we arrived. You don’t have to thank me at all. All of this, everything I do, is for you.”
“But still,” she said getting back up, shaking her feet to sling some of the water on him, making her laugh as he glowered. “I’m grateful for this, for everything. I know it isn’t easy for you, and I know that it could be potentially dangerous for you to walk around without your guys, so I need you to know that I appreciate it. I appreciate you.”
“Maybe you can show me how appreciative you are when we get back? I know I’ll enjoy that.”
She smiled, trailing her nail down his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his clothes. “Sure…I think you’ll like the surprise I have for you.”
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