Born in Blood Collection Volume 1 - Cora Reilly Page 0,341

then Scuderi doesn’t have to know Liliana ever left the house. The bastard hardly pays attention to anything, least of all that girl.”

I turned on my heel, leaving Luca to his shitty task of mediating between Scuderi and Gianna. Lily sat at the kitchen table when I entered the room but quickly rose, a hopeful expression on her gorgeous face. Gorgeous. I had to stop thinking like that when I was around her. Lines easily got blurry, and Luca was right. We didn’t need any more shit on our plate.

“So? Can we go out?” Lily asked with that same hopeful smile on her face.

I stopped more than an arm’s length away. “Yes, but we need to get back before dinner.”

That left a little more than two hours.

A hint of disappointment flickered in her eyes but it was gone quickly. “Then let’s go.”

We stepped out of the house and Lily stopped on the sidewalk and tilted her head up with a blissful expression. Sunrays cast her face in a soft glow. “This feels so good,” she said softly.

I know so many things that feel even better.

How would her face look in the throes of passion? It was something I’d probably never find out. I didn’t say anything, only watched her as she soaked in the sun.

She blinked up at me with an embarrassed smile. “Sorry. I’m wasting time. We were supposed to have coffee and not stand on the sidewalk all day.”

“This is about you. If you’d rather stay here and enjoy the sun, we can do that too. I don’t mind.” Not one fucking bit. Watching Lily was something I could do all day.

She shook her head. Her blond hair settled in soft waves on her shoulders and I had to stop myself from reaching out and letting a strand of it glide through my fingers. For some reason I didn’t know, I held out my arm for her. She hooked her arm through mine without hesitation, a grin twisting her lips as she peered up at me. Damn it. I led her down the street. “Do you know a nice café? I’ve been in Chicago plenty of times in the last few years but I’m not that familiar with the culinary scene.”

“Just a ten-minute walk away is a small café with fantastic coffee and delicious cupcakes. We could go there. I usually only order everything to-go but we could sit down, if you want?” There were many things I wanted, and now that I’d seen her in those tight jeans and shirt, most of them involved Lily naked in my bed.

“That sounds good. Lead the way.”

“You know what I like about you? You are so easygoing and relaxed. You seem like the guy next door. Nice and kind.”

“Lily, I’m a Made Man. Don’t make me into a hero that I’m not. I’m not kind or nice.”

“You are to me,” she said lightly. Her blue eyes were far too trusting. She didn’t know the things I’d been thinking about her, most of them hadn’t been nice. I wanted to do so many dirty things to her, she wouldn’t even understand half of them, and that was why I needed to keep my distance. Maybe she looked grown up, but she was still too young, too innocent.

I only smiled. “I’m trying.”

“You’re doing good,” she said teasingly. The sadness and hopelessness were gone from her face for the moment, and that was all the encouragement I needed.

Liliana

Romero smirked. “Thanks.” I could have kissed him then. He looked so handsome and sexy.

“You’re very welcome,” I said. We strolled down the street toward the small café that looked like it belonged on a cobblestone street in Paris and not in Chicago. It was strange walking with a man who wasn’t twice my age like my father’s bodyguards. Only when we stopped at the counter did Romero release my arm, but until then we’d walked close like lovers. How would it feel if it were the truth? If he weren’t just trying to distract me from my sick mother, if we were really a couple?

“Everything okay?” Romero asked in a low voice.

I had been staring. I quickly turned my attention to the girl behind the counter who was waiting for our order. “A cappuccino and a red velvet cupcake,” I said distractedly. It was my standard order and my mind was too frazzled to check the blackboard for the daily specials.

“The same for me,” Romero said and took his wallet out to pay for us