Dominic

Vanessa's question makes me rise to my feet with a heavy sigh before I can respond.

"You know how manipulative Carmella can be," she adds.

"Yes, I'm aware of that but the part about her ex-husband is the one thing that I don't doubt. I remember how paranoid she seemed before she left town. She didn't even take care of herself. Maybe that's how scared she was."

"And where's he now?"

"She refused to tell me but wants security around her."

"Do you feel bad for her?"

"In that aspect, yes. She suffered a lot during her marriage and I don't wish that on anyone, not even her."

She nods, her expression still doubtful. "I don't know whether it's true or not, but I hope you know what you're doing."

"It doesn't matter. All I care about is keeping the truth hidden. Now, let's talk about you and Carmella. She might send you more messages like these."

She rolls her eyes. "You mean when you fuck her?"

I clench my jaw and fist, feeling awful. "It doesn't necessarily have to be that, but what I want you to do is just ignore them. Don't even bother to respond." "I don't intend on doing that."

I nod, holding my breath for a certain question. "Are we good now?"

She pouts, looking all the way to the other side. "I don't know."

I chuckle in amusement.

"It just really bothered me that you were talking to everyone over the phone except me."

amusement fades as I think about it. "I know. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt awful. That's why

with Carmella for two days?" She rises

5 p.m. on the same day I went to see her and was even

explanation makes Vanessa smile a little, something that makes me believe I'm making

I don't want you stressing in any way or having anything upset

with crossed arms. "Keep telling

she's still trying to act tough and that only amuses

the more I struggle to fight the urge to drop my gaze to the rest of her figure and to stop that from happening, I tell myself that the best thing right now is not to have her in front

me.

my task here is done, I should go," I

widen as

with Mia and you're still having fun. I

can

I try not to get lost in it so

I'm actually meeting up with Frank around 9 p.m. and a few other friends. I still have time to

onto the doorknob, I rush over so I can do it first, but my hand ends up on top of hers as she

I'm standing right behind her with my

I say

side of her neck sends shivers down her

shoulder and up at me, her

mind

walk down the stairs, she leans toward me and says, "I don't remember you

dad's idea to do the

her head with a chuckle. "It won't work

swing into action, wrapping my arm around her waist and

breath hitting my

harder into the sides of

"Y-yeah."

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face is just an inch away from hers. With a slight shift of my hand on the side of her waist, she closes her eyes and gasps in a way that I haven't heard in a while. It's only now that I remember just how sensitive her a

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