“Okay, as long you think he won’t mind.”
“Of course he won’t. It would be silly for him not to drive you, you guys are right across the hall from each other, coming to the same place. Grover, gross, don’t lick in Matteo’s mouth, stop it. I have to go, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Abruptly the call ends.
I shudder at the idea of Grover licking inside anyone’s mouth. Tomorrow I kiss Matteo on his cheek.
***
Dante
I’m on my balcony reading when my phone rings. I check the display: Che. “What’s up?”
“In order to ensure you won’t try to get out of coming tomorrow, I’m going to need you to bring Bethany with you. It’s the caring, big brother thing you now get to do.”
Christ, me and Bethany alone in a car for an hour up there then an hour back. My cock is hard at the thought. “Fine. Whatever. You need me to bring anything else?”
“Yeah, your game face. I talked to Enzo. Good news is the date with the woman didn’t go well. For him the bad news is it didn’t go well.”
“What a fucking relief. I don’t think it will put off him off by a long shot. Then again, any more time he gets to think this through helps. I’ll call him, see if he wants to grab lunch.”
“Good idea. He says he’s coming tomorrow but still better to discuss it privately. See you tomorrow.”
“Yeah.” As soon as the call ends I call Enzo, no answer. It’s almost twelve thirty. I don’t leave a message, I text him.
Want to grab lunch?
I wait, no response. Shit, this means I’m going to his place. Maybe I can get him out on the boat. He likes spending time on my boat.
Getting dressed, I go with khakis and a black polo. I hate the suits, I never wear them unless I’m working.
The minute I open the door, my eyes go to the doo
r across the hall. It’s a good thing I’m on Enzo duty today, the better to keep me away from Bethany. I’ve barely hit the button when her door opens. When she sees me, her eyes go wide, then a smile that could power all of Chicago for a day lights up her whole face. Fuck, she is beautiful
“Hi, where are you off to today?”
“I’m heading over to Enzo’s. The date with the prospective wife didn’t go well. What about you?” She’s wearing a long black skirt and a tight, thin red T-shirt with a black and white graphic of a panda on the front. A long, thin crossbody purse strap is between her breasts.
“Lunch with Lydia at Goldfinches, then while I’m out I thought I’d walk around the Shedd, if it isn’t too busy with kids.”
The elevator opens. I wait for her to get in then step in and press the button. “By yourself?” I hate the idea of her wandering around the city on her own. She looks good enough to eat in the tight shirt.
She laughs. “I am capable of doing things by myself, Dante. I don’t understand why everyone goes all one octave higher when I say I’m going out by myself. I have my mace and forever ago Alicia and I took one of those self-defense courses. It’s been a while, but I paid attention.”
The elevator opens, and I step back for her to exit before me. Her ass is lusciously round and tempting. “Your phone have a tracker on it?”
Nodding at the doorman who asks her if she wants a cab, she looks back to me and shakes her head. “Nope, I’m free as a bird.”
Damn it, all I can do is watch as she nods at the doorman holding the cab door open for her. My phone rings as my own cab pulls up. I give the address as I answer, it’s Enzo.
“I don’t want to go out for lunch. I’m not hungry.”
“Bullshit, I’ll be there in like ten minutes.”
“Fuck you,” is all he says before he hangs up.
***
Bethany