The Gun Runner (Mafia Made) by Scott Hildreth

Author:Scott Hildreth [Hildreth, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2016-07-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Terra

His forearms rested against my shoulders. “Quit moving your head.”

“I’m just trying to see it.”

He pulled away and forced a sigh. “You can see it after I get the damned thing around your neck.”

I stomped my foot like an angry kindergartner. “Okay.”

He leaned into me and snuck a kiss. Full on my lips and passionate, it took my mind away from the wonderful night out, our footrace into the condo, and his presentation of my anniversary gift.

A diamond necklace.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. Our lips meshed, our tongues danced, and my mind went blank of everything around me. My legs began to shake—as they always did when we kissed—and eventually he pulled away.

“Ten seconds,” he said with a smile. “It’s all I need.”

His eyes were blue; a color they rarely were. It seemed they were a mixture of blue and gray, and sometimes simply gray. When he was calm, and only when he was calm, they were blue.

“There,” he said. “Now you can look at it.”

I raised my hand and felt it carefully with the tips of my fingers. He had flashed it in front of me when we walked in, but wouldn’t let me see it until he had it around my neck.

“I’m...I’m going to run...I’m going to the bathroom,” I stammered.

He laughed. “Go.”

I gazed into the mirror. It was beautiful—an ornate white gold pendant with small diamonds encompassing a much larger center diamond. A matching chain suspended the magnificent piece around my neck.

Two months. It had only been two months, but I knew. Each time I saw him was like the first time. He made me feel beautiful with all he said and did. I’d seen romantic comedies, read books, and heard many stories about men who were perfect—but I never believed they really existed.

Until now.

I had several necklaces in my collection of jewelry, but I never really wore them. I admired this one in the mirror for some time, knowing I would cherish it for as long as I lived.

“I love it,” I shouted.

“Good. That’s what I hoped for.”

We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I hadn’t perceived the day as a special day, but realized that it was the two-month mark of our having met. I had every expectation of Michael not knowing what significance the day held, and believed our dinner date was something I would cherish alone.

Once again, Michael proved to be different than other men.

“It’s funny how things change,” he said.

“What do you mean?”

“Three months ago, I would have sworn that I’d be single forever. Now, I can’t imagine not having you.”

“I feel the same way.” I reached up and touched the pendant. “It’s crazy.”

“It’s not what I expected, but it isn’t crazy. You know, the day I met you, that was crazy. I saw that dipshit dragging you across the parking lot, and I knew I had to do something. So, in my mind, I’m thinking I’ll smack the guy, he’d let you go, and I’d go on my way.

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