Reign (The Syndicate: Crime and Passion Book 2) by Kaye Blue

Reign (The Syndicate: Crime and Passion Book 2) by Kaye Blue

Author:Kaye Blue [Blue, Kaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-08-28T18:30:00+00:00


Thirteen

Sergei

When I got to Santo’s house, I found Daniela in the kitchen, and she was so breathtaking, so beautiful, that for a moment I wondered if I had conjured her from my imagination.

“Hello,” she said.

“Hello, Daniela,” I replied, managing to get the words out without giving away my reaction to her, which I had furiously tried to suppress.

She gestured toward the refrigerator. “I wanted something light today, so there’s salad for dinner.”

“Two home-cooked meals in a day? That might be a record for me,” I said, smiling.

She returned the expression. “Well, congratulations, I guess,” she said as she opened the refrigerator door and removed a large glass bowl covered with plastic wrap.

I watched as she filled two plates and headed toward me.

“Do you know Vincent?” I asked.

Her eyes flashed, but she covered quickly and placed one plate in front of me, the other in front of her place, and then she sat.

“Too well,” was her cryptic response.

“You know, that reminds me of what he said,” I said, not bothering to hide the annoyance in my voice. “You should be more specific.”

She frowned again and put down her fork, looked at me through lowered lashes.

“Whatever you think, it’s not that,” she said.

“Doesn’t matter what I think. What matters is what happened. What was that?”

“Nothing happened. And you’ll be happy to know that Vincent and I have hated each other forever,” she said.

I stared at her, considering. “That was not the impression I got,” I finally said.

She chuckled. “That makes you a first then. I was seven or eight when I met Vincent, and we’d only been with the Carmellis for maybe a year. He was three or four. He walked right up to me and kicked me in the shin. It went downhill from there,” she said.

“Sounds like Vincent,” I said, thinking that he’d probably wanted to do the same, or worse, to me. At least the years had taught him some self-control.

“Yes, so, we never hit it off. My sister, though. Different story,” she said.

“Not a happy ending?” I said.

She shrugged. “I just assumed he worried Santo wouldn’t approve, and my sister’s not one to wait around, so she left. That’s my theory, anyway.”

“You didn’t ask?”

“Ask who? Giovanna was gone. Vincent is an asshole. So I pieced together what I could,” she said.

I took a bite of the salad, enjoying the crisp vegetables and bite of the citrus dressing against my tongue.

“This is delicious,” I said. Then I paused, looked at her, and she looked over at me, her eyes questioning as I began to smile.

“What?” she said.

I smiled brighter. “Nice girl like you using language like that,” I said.

“That surprises you?” she asked.

I lifted my brows, and she looked at me, blushing.

“What?” I asked.

“The things I do with my mouth,” she said.

I tilted my head causally, though I had instantly gone hard. “I think I need another demonstration,” I said.

She smiled again. “My pleasure,” she said.

Then she sobered and daintily folded the napkin she had placed over her lap and sat it next to her dinner plate before she looked at me again.



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