My handsome boyfriend shakes his head.
“No, not really because I never met your friends.”
I blow out some air with mock-exasperation.
“Okay, well it doesn’t matter. What matters is that Sydney somehow got her hands on those candlesticks from the club. Remember the ones I stole? I have no idea how she got them, but there’s a video of her using them on herself in a dirty double penetration. OMG, it was uploaded just a week ago, but I saw that it already has millions of views! She’s so popular!”
Roman frowns.
“Is she a cam girl?”
I shrug.
“I don’t know. The site I was on was just a free site, but maybe she’s gotten into camming? We were co-workers at Club Z, but maybe she’s decided to make videos on the side. Hey, whatever works. I hear girls are earning bazillions of dollars on OnlyFans these days, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Sydney’s jumped on that ship. Although I don’t know how you’d do that and work at the club at the same time. It seems management would have rules against that.”
Roman seizes my hand.
“Well, I’m just glad you’re not the one camming because you’d make billions of dollars with that pregnant belly, sweetheart. Seriously, there are so many men who eat up shit like that.”
“I know, right?” I say in a low voice. “But the crazy part is that I think Sydney’s pregnant. Maybe not though. I couldn’t tell exactly because her belly wasn’t big or anything, and she’s always been a curvy girl. But whatever she’s doing, it’s all on-line now.”
Roman’s jaw drops with shock.
“Holy shit,” he drawls. “Your friends are totally rancid, honey, and I love it.”
I nod.
“I know, right? But I’m proud of Sydney and I want her to find happiness in whatever she chooses to do. You go girl. Make Club Z proud!”
With that, my man merely sighs before slinging a heavy arm about my shoulders.
“Shit, I really got the best of the bargain, didn’t I? A baby mama who’s a total slut and who loves dick, but who’s also going to be a wonderful mommy.”
“I am, aren’t I?” I giggle. “You know it.”
With a chuckle then, Roman hoists himself to one knee next to me, those blue eyes suddenly earnest. There’s a velvet box in one hand, and I gasp as he pops it open to reveal a glimmering diamond.
“Baby, you’re the perfect woman for me. Wanton yet sweet, sassy yet demure too. You’ve changed my life ever since our first meeting, and I want to make it good for us. Forever, if you’ll have me. Will you marry me, sweetheart? Will you become Mrs. Roman Genovese, even though my name’s tainted at the moment?”
I throw my arms around his shoulders, tears springing to my eyes.
“Your name’s not tainted, and yes, I’d love to become Mrs. Genovese,” I murmur in a fierce whisper against his neck. “Our baby is a Genovese too, remember.”
Roman nods and pulls back for a moment before slipping the ring on my finger. It glimmers in the afternoon light, and a feeling of peace descends on the garden.
“You’re right,” he rasps. “We’re all Genoveses around here, and that’s the way it should be. I love you, baby girl, and thank the Lord every day that you came into my life.”
Then, the handsome alpha male seizes my lips with his own even as I melt against his broad chest. After all, this is the man for me. Maybe Roman Genovese’s not perfect, but then again, neither am I. Both of us began our careers in somewhat shady businesses using questionable tactics, but we’ve left those days behind us, and while I miss them on occasion, I know it’s for the better. After all, with our new lives in the works, I’ll be loved, I’ll be a mother, and I’ll be the wife of a man who brings me bliss each and every day of my life. How did I get so lucky? I don’t know, but I won’t squander a single moment because Roman is my everything, just like I am everything to him as well.
THE END