Was Madison the informant?
“That’s why I was giving her space.”
“But you have her number and address. You could have called her or stopped by.”
Enzo jumped up. “Like a stalker?”
“So she wasn’t interested in you.” Gabe stepped in between them.
“No.” Enzo gritted out.
Dante knew that had to suck. To want someone who didn’t want you.
“She friend-zoned you?” Lucca moved to Enzo’s side.
“No.”
“It sounds like you had a crush on her that she didn’t return. You can’t be mad that Dante hooked up with her. He didn’t take anything from you. She was a willing participant.” Lucca clapped Enzo on the shoulder. “You know that right?”
“I see how it is.” Enzo looked between them all. “I have some things I need to go check on. I’ll catch you guys later.” Enzo slipped past Gabe and Lucca and out of the office.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure he’ll cool off.” Lucca sat down again.
Dante knew Lucca was right. Enzo just needed some time.
“What are you going to do now? Did you want to go down on the floor?” Gabe asked.
“Naw, I got something else to do. Feel free to stay, but I’ll catch you later.”
****
Madison finished up the newest outfit she had made when there was a knock at her door. It was late and she didn’t expect anyone. The neighborhood wasn’t so good, but she could afford it, and she hadn’t had any problems with strangers coming to her door.
They knocked again, and the door shook. At first she thought it might be a neighbor, but why would they come over so late? And they wouldn’t try to break into her place.
“Go away, or I’ll call the cops.”
“Madison, open up, it’s me.”
“Dante?” Madison was confused and tried to ignore the flutter in her heart. She looked around her place. It wasn’t ready for company. She had design things out and sketches covered every flat surface.
“Yes.”
Madison hustled over and opened the door and wedge her body in the open crack. “Why are you here? I believed you were a criminal.”
A look of panic passed over his face. She could understand that with as wealthy as he was, he was right to be afraid someone in the neighborhood would take his stuff. “Can I come in?” His eyes roamed over her and heated areas that didn’t need to be reheated, and it was then that she realized it would have been better if she had put on more clothes than the t-shirt and panty set she had on. At least the shirt was long enough to cover her undies, but only by an inch.
“No.” There wasn’t going to be a repeat of earlier in the night. She was still sore, and he hadn’t liked it anyway. “Why are you here? I guess Enzo gave you my information.”
“I wanted to make sure you were ok.”
“I’m fine.”
“I also came to apologize for not putting on a condom and to let you know that I’m clean.” Yeah, she had recognized what had happened when she had gotten home and cleaned up. That had been what had floated around in the back of her mind.
“I’m clean too, and I’m on birth control.” There would be no little Dantes running around in her future. Which was good. She didn’t even want kids.
“Can you show me your pack?”
