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He took the ice cream from her as Alex lowered herself into the chair that had been occupied by one of the boys minutes before.

“Thanks.”

He looked at the ice cream.

“Stuart likes you.”

“He does?”

“That’s his little … acceptance. You got a hug. He likes you.”

“I think he was looking out for you. Making sure I treat you right.” He watched as Alex flicked her tongue across the soft ice cream. She gave him a smile. “He’s a great kid.”

“How come … no one adopts these kids?” Roman asked.

“Adoption is quite hard. Some people don’t pass the required tests. Then, of course, you have parents who are looking for a specific kid. If they don’t meet what they want, they don’t get picked. It’s a brutal process. I hate that the kids have to go through with it.”

“They’re amazing,” Roman said, and he meant it.

“They are. I hate having to leave them.”

For now, she didn’t have to worry.

“Is this yours?” Alex asked, picking up his picture of a multi-colored rainbow.

“It sure is.”

“I like it. This should go on the fridge with all of these pictures.” She put the picture down and went back to licking her ice cream. He could think of many other things she could be doing with her tongue.

Did she even realize what she was doing?

He doubted it.

“I’ve got to talk to you about something,” he said.

She stared at him and continued to suck on her ice cream, and he wanted to feel those lips wrapped around his dick.

“There is an … event,” he said. “A party. Our presence has been missed, and well, our fathers would like us to attend in a couple of weeks, but what they want is for us to appear … close.”

“Close?”

“In love. Like the last few weeks we’ve been together.”

“Don’t they know I’ve been hurt? Injured?”

“No, they have been able to keep it under wraps,” Roman said. “No one knows.” It was a miracle they’d been able to keep it quiet for this long.

Locking Alex away had helped though. The men who had been placed at the hospital were the most trusted. They were known for getting the job done without saying a fucking word.

“Isn’t that dangerous?” Alex asked.

“They’re hoping to either draw out a suspect or rule out everyone associated with the Greco family.”

“That does make sense. So I’m bait.”

“No, we’re bait. I’ll be by your side the whole time.”

“Sounds like fun.”


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