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my ass again and leaned back. “A pussy is a cat?”
“Yes.”
“I can’t wait to pet my cat tonight.”
Lucy hip-checked me out of the way and pulled the lasagna out of the oven. “You two are gross and no longer allowed around my son.”
She liked to pretend Rowan wasn’t a deviant in the making… Or maybe she genuinely believed it, but it didn’t change the fact that he’d had every girl fawning over him from a young age, which always meant trouble.
“Fair enough.” I tried and failed to hide my smile, but I couldn’t.
I was happy.
Completely, entirely, wholeheartedly… happy.
Because I wasn’t a virgin anymore, I served no real use to the Vitali family. They’d released me from a future of arranged marriages. Papà knew I’d be miserable, so he and Mamma had let me leave Italy. They even flew here to visit a few times a year.
I took a bite of another macaroon and tossed the remaining half to Frankie. “How was fishing?”
He caught it and ate the rest. “You don’t have to say it like that. We were actually fishing.”
“Sure.” I made quotation marks with my fingers. “Fishing.”
A former Romano fixer and an Italian-born made man leave on an overnight fishing trip? Sure… I was certain a dead body was involved somehow.
“Okay, we weren’t fishing.”
“I knew it was bullshit! Who’d you kill? Another Bruno?”
“Lil!” Lucy waved the cooking spoon at me like she was waving her finger. “The kids are close!”
I shrugged at her, nodded to the sauce, which was two seconds from boiling over, and returned my attention to Frankie. “Well?”
He tugged me against him. “Asher had a hookup with a botanist through Black Enterprises. We drove to Maryland to pick up flowers.” When Asher entered, Frankie grabbed a pot of flowers from him and handed them to me.
“Lily of the Valley,” I whispered, running my pointer finger down a petal. “They’re beautiful.”
“Oh, my God!” Lucy threw her hands up. “What is with you two?! Those are a one on the poison scale! As in, deadly. As in, not for kids. Your babysitting privileges are so revoked.”
Asher chimed in, “They’re genetically modified to not be poisonous.”
Frankie plucked the pot out of my hands and placed them on the counter, grabbing me instead. “We brought back enough seeds to fill your rooftop garden with them.” He tightened his arms around me, brought my ring finger to his lips, and kissed the ring. The same ring he’d picked out in that jewelry shop we’d broken into. They same ring he’d later proposed to me with. For real, this time. “Happy anniversary, Lily.”
I planted my lips on his, ignoring the ews from the kids and Lucy’s rant about PDA and the parenting books she’d read.
This was us.
Crazy. Happy. Reckless. Free.
Our love was venom.
The type you could never purge from your body.
The type that would either kill you or leave your poisoned heart scarred.
THE END
About Parker
Parker S. Huntington hates talking about herself, so bear with her as she awkwardly toots her own horn for a few sentences and then bids her readers adieu.
Parker S. Huntington is from Orange County, California. She graduated pre-med with a Bachelor’s of Arts in Creative Writing from the University of California, Riverside. As of August 2017, the 22-years-old novelist is still pursuing a Master’s in Liberal Arts (ALM) in Literature and Creative Writing from Harvard University. Go Crimson!
She was the proud mom of Chloe and will always look back on her moments with Chlo as the best moments of her life. She has 2 puppies—a Carolina dog named Bauer and a Dutch Shepherd and lab mix named Rose. She also lives with her boyfriend of five (going on six!) years—a real life alpha male, book boyfriend worthy hunk of a man.
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