Runaway Bride (Bombshell Brides) by Cassie Mint

Author:Cassie Mint [Mint, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Cherry Publishing
Published: 2022-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Seven

Mia

He’s going to let me go. Maybe it’s stupid to believe the kingpin, but I do. Leo means it—he won’t drag me back to our city against my will. He won’t force me to marry him; won’t chase me anymore. He won’t even hold me to account for what I’ve done.

It’s so ridiculous that a tiny part of me is disappointed. The first place I go in my new town should be a therapist’s office, because that tiny part of me that wants Leo is very loud as I stretch out on the rickety bed, tossing and turning and trying to sleep.

The stars shine through the compartment window, the wind whistling through the gap. He’s not watching me anymore. He’s sitting on the bench opposite, elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.

Palladino looks like a broken man.

Pain radiates through my chest at the thought. It’s not my fault, not really, but I wish I could soothe this for him.

I don’t have a watch, but if I had to guess, I’d say it’s two or three in the morning. We should arrive at our stop a little past dawn.

Will he leave right away?

Would he give me his phone number? And if I ever called him, would he pick up?

Will Leo Palladino marry another mafia princess after this?

Jealousy slams into me like a tidal wave, hot and bitter and crushing, and I flop onto my belly, burying my face in the musty flat pillow. No. I don’t want any of those bitches to have him. Leo is mine.

I bite my lip, lifting my head. “Leo.” No answer. “Leo.”

“Those aren’t snores, Mia.” His words are muffled against his palms. “I only want to hear your snores.”

I do not snore, the big jerk, but there’s no way I can fall asleep tonight and prove that to him. So I need to do something else, because I can’t lie here stewing in my regrets. I need other entertainment.

The moonlight casts Leo in a silvery sheen, cratered with deep shadows. He’s still dressed in his tailored pants and waistcoat, his white shirt ghostly in the darkness. The sleeves are rolled to his elbows, and every time I peek at those corded forearms, my mouth goes dry.

His brown hair looks black in this gloom. Those wild, tangled curls are untamed, like him.

“You’re not allowed to touch me.” My voice comes out hoarse.

Leo grunts. “I know.”

I wet my bottom lip, and summon up every ounce of my courage. I’m propped up on my elbows, swaying with the train. “That’s still true. I’ll never beg, Palladino. But can I touch you?”

His chin jerks up. Those eyes are deep, dark pools, and I’m toppling in. I’m drowning; I’m fighting for air.

I shiver, already squirming under my scratchy blanket.

“You want to touch me?” Leo demands, and when I nod, he blows out a long breath. He’s made of stone, a statue of a jilted groom, but then he pushes to his feet and strides to my cot bedside.

His hand twitches for me, but he snatches it back.

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