Gasps and grunts flew in the air.
“If you need a date, Fletcher, just say it. You’ll have to buy me dinner first, though. Maybe a movie, too.” Fabio winked at him.
“What about your fiancée?”
“I don’t think she minds. I’m a top. She might even wanna watch because if there’s someone she wants to see gettopped, it’ll be you.”
I was wheezing and snorting with laughter. “You don’t want him totopyou.” I glanced at his ass. “I don’t think you can take it without serious injury.” I drew my palms apart, demonstrating a virtual length of Fabio’s cock.
The laughter went louder. Rina and Nora were shaking with amusement. Fletcher was fuming.
He snapped at me. “That’s who you’re marrying? From Jack Brighton to that?”
“None of your business. Whom I choose to be my husband is none of anybody’s business,” I said.
“He’s a whore.”
“Enough!”
“It’s okay, babe.” Fabio linked arms with me, his eyes challenging at Fletcher. “He’s just jealous because you chose a stripper, awhoreover him. The boy that waltzed his pretty, little ass in and took you from him just like that.” His gaze changed from mocking to dead serious. “Except she was never yours. She’s not some bounty you can snag because you can. And if you think for one second you can take her away from me, you’d better watch your ass. She’s mine now, faccia da culo. Suck on that.”
CHAPTER42
Fabio
Gabriella didn’t stop laughing all the way to her place. I didn’t.
“You’re eerily silent. Since when I’m all giggles, and you’re the Lord of Grimaceland?” She waved her purse, strutting down the lounge of her apartment. I’d never seen her happier.
“I…I never got to give you the ring.”
“That’s what you’re upset about? Who cares about the ring? YouslayedFletcher and won everybody over.Youexposedhim. Everybody now knows he’s a dick. I won’t lose any of my authors to him, and Rina is totally on our side. We won,babe.”
“I’m so happy for you.”
“You don’t look happy at all, and you’re always so happy it’s irritating. Did I break you?”
Not yet. But she would. What the fuck had I done to myself?
“Are you upset because of what Fletcher said? We knew that was going to happen, and you worked him so well.”
“I don’t give a shit about that bastard, Gabi.”
“Then what is it? Are you… Do you think I’m just going to let you go because it’s over?”
“You aren’t?”
She dropped her purse on a chair and clasped her hands behind my neck. “Have you forgotten you’re blackmailing me? For the next six months, I’m at your mercy. And you still owe me a private lap dance. I’m never going to let you go before you give me that.”
“Then I’m never gonna give it to you.”
“Oh you will. You don’t want me around forever. Besides, if you don’t give me a lap dance, I’ll ask the cute bouncer with the dimples, Logan, to do it. He told me he danced, too. Or maybe ask the huge blond guy who speaks funny. He’s hot.”
“That’s Jared, my boss, and making me jealous over my friends isn’t helping right now.”
“You’ll really get jealous over that?”
“Yes. You don’t know how much I…hateanything that comes close to you.”
