“What happened to you?” Gabe asked.
“Bitch smacked me.” He stared at Dante and put the ice in his lap.
“Did she get your balls too, man?” Lucca leaned forward.
“Yeah.”
“What happened?” Dante was curious. None of them manhandled women as far as he knew. He sensed Enzo hinted it was Madison, but he had checked on her and she was fine and hadn’t said Enzo was there or had been by.
“I got my signals crossed. She acted like she was interested, but it turns out she was only a tease. I know better now.”
Dante looked down at his phone again, but there was no new message from Madison. He knew she was out with Sabrina and Zoe before work, so he would see her when she came in. She always came up to his office as part of their routine after she got in.
“I was just giving an update. Things are moving as planned and we should reach our target date, which is a week before the sting date. Tony has access to the funds to bail us out when they come to pick us up. I’m pretty confident that once they get their hands on documents, that they won’t find anything.”
“That’s good.” Enzo moved the ice pack back to his face.
“Enzo, Dad is throwing a party for Ainsley and me to celebrate our engagement.”
“Yeah, I know. Mom told me when she asked why I hadn’t brought anyone home. She had expected me to bring someone that I had mentioned.”
Dante took the hint and ignored it. “Any word on the mole?”
Enzo had a shifty look cross his face, and it made Dante concerned.
“We’re just finding out who it is. No need to take care of him.”
“I won’t. Ok good. I think that’s it for now. I need to get down on the floor.” Dante stood up and everyone else followed. He wanted to talk to Enzo in private, but he didn’t think it was the right time. Maybe later tonight. He didn’t want Enzo in the office when Madison came up.
****
He sent a quick text to the guys he still had tailing Madison.
—D: Did Enzo show up at Madison’s?—
—A: Yeah, he wasn’t there long.—
—D: Ok, next time stop him and let me know.—
—A: Will do boss—
Dante looked up from his desk to see Madison come in the door. She held her dance duffel and another bag. She locked the door behind her. She came over and dropped her bags at his feet before she climbed into his lap and rested her head on his shoulder.
Something was wrong. She was shaking and curled up in his lap and nuzzled his neck.
“What’s wrong?” He stroked her back.
“Nothing.”
He didn’t trust her. And it made his gut tighten. Was she going to lie to him? She wouldn’t look at him. He leaned back so he could see part of her face and lifted her chin so he could look into her eyes.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Something had happened. And he suspected it had to do with Enzo. Thinking of Enzo touching Madison and her having to try to defend herself made his blood boil and he kicked himself for not being there.
Madison wasn’t violent, and the knowledge of what Enzo could have done to make her not only slap him in the face but to kick him in the balls. Dante had an idea and if Madison didn’t need him he would have gone after Enzo. Now he just needed Madison to tell him everything that happened.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Sabrina asked me if I slept with you to get the headliner position. She wanted it and rumor was that it was hers.” She turned to face him. “Did you give it to me because we slept together? I believed you were just going to put me on the schedule for the three months.”
