Velvet Rose (Black Silk Club) by G. Elena

Author:G. Elena [Elena, G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-28T00:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

I’m so fucking nervous. My heart keeps racing at the thought of how tonight might go. I see him again and don’t know what to do with myself. This has never happened before.

Snakebite is the first member that I’ve taken behind closed curtains. And I want to do more with him.

River would have a field day if she could hear my thoughts. She’d clap her hands and be proud that I’m finally putting myself out there to find a connection with a member.

Even if it is temporary. The feeling of nerves amplifies with the sudden thought that it’s not permanent.

He’ll either stay here for a few weeks to work out whatever deal he has with his clients or leave. But all the possible scenarios of him staying in New York are temporary.

It’s hard to keep composure when all I want to do is see him again.

A sound from across the apartment grabs my attention, and Frankie is busy making us sandwiches. I offered to get us lunch from one of my favorite spots a few blocks away, but he saw how full my fridge was and wanted to make us something.

“Estás bien?” I call out from the couch. There’s a grunt from the kitchen that doesn’t sound good, so I get up and make my way.

He hears my footsteps, and I see him shake his head as I near the kitchen. “No, Rosita, I got this! Sit back down. I swear I remember how to make your dad’s sandwich.”

I giggle at this, and his eyes lift from the kitchen table to me. He’s wearing a tight-fitted blue shirt and some jeans. He looks so ordinary, yet not at all.

Although the last few days, my mind has been on a stranger, some feelings are surfacing when I’m back to being around Frankie. He’s been busy the last few days, so I couldn’t see him.

“Are you sure? I can text him for the recipe,” I say, grabbing my phone from my back pocket. But Frankie beats me to it and leans over, grasping the phone and placing it on the table.

“No, I got this. Trust me,” he breathes out.

I hold back more laughter as I watch him scratch his head, make his way back to the fridge, and yank out a few more ingredients. It’s a simple sandwich, but I’m guessing he’s got something going on he’s more focused on.

I see the tomato on the table and grab it, heading to the counter with the cutting board. I begin cutting slices to add them to the sandwiches.

Frankie doesn’t seem to notice as he’s still rummaging through the fridge. I take a seat and clear my throat. He looks up and sees the missing ingredient he was looking for.

“Oh,” he half-heartedly laughs.

I cross my arms and stare at him. “Everything okay?”

He closes the fridge before settling in the chair diagonal from me. Our knees bump, and he presses his lips together before sighing.

“Not exactly. But I don’t want to get you worried about me, okay, Rosita?”

The kid nickname still annoys me, but it’s for the best.

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