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When the stewardess walks by, I flag her down. “Can I get a pack of tissues?”

“Sure,” she replies cheerfully. A moment later she returns with the small packet. I remove a single tissue and dab up Maddie’s tears. Her eyes blink open while I work.

“You’ll forget him in no time,” I assure her and myself. “I bet you won’t even have time to think about him thanks to whatever Dante makes you do as punishment for leaving.”

“How’s your leg feeling today?” she asks quietly as she sits up a little straighter in her seat, accepting the tissue to blow her nose.

“I’ll live,” I tell her, barely noticing the throbbing ache at the moment.

Nodding, she then asks, “How bad...how bad do you think this reunion will be?”

“I have no clue. Dante won’t physically hurt you,” I assure her. If I thought Dante would lay a hand on her or cause her one second of pain for running away, I wouldn’t be dragging her back home to Vegas. “He’ll probably make you do some shitty chores. Maybe change all of Cass’s brat’s diapers once it’s born. Then again, her and the baby will be with Cole in New York until he graduates in the spring…”

“I still can’t believe she’s having a baby,” she says with a small smile.

“I can. I walked in on her and Cole fucking once. If they’re not careful, they’ll be popping out kids like crazy.”

“Ew,” Maddie says but doesn’t lose her smile. “So, Sophie and Cass are married and have moved out. That means I’ll be all alone with Daddy and Vanessa.”

“Dante is looking for a house for him and Vanessa. But even after they move out, you won’t be all alone. I assume I’ll still be living in the house. Dante will never let me leave, not until he thinks I paid back my debt.”

“Oh. Right,” Maddie replies.

I can’t tell if she’s happy about the fact that I’ll be there or not based on her short response.

“There will be other men, Maddie,” I tell her.

“I know. It’s just…I’m worried about Jordan.”

“You worry that he’ll be alone or that he’ll move on with someone else?”

“Both. It’s wrong to want him to be lonely. But it hurts so much to think about him with someone else. Anyone else, a man or a woman.”

Fuck me. I hate it even more that she’s hurting, and I can’t do anything to stop it.

“Don’t you want him to be happy?” I ask her.

“I want him to be happy with me. Despite what Josie said, I should’ve begged him to come to Vegas.”

“It’ll get easier,” I tell her, hoping I’m right. “Eventually you won’t even remember how handsome his face is, or how tall and sexy he is, or how big and beautiful his dick is…”

“Eli!” she huffs, slapping me in the chest with the back of her hand.

I take her hand before she pulls it back and lay it on top of my thigh, covering it with my own. “You will be okay, Maddie.”

Giving me another smile when she faces me, she says, “I’m glad you’ll be in the penthouse too.”

“Good.”

If Dante even lets me back in, I think to myself but don’t tell her. I’ll do whatever it takes to convince the mafia king to let me move back in.

Whatever it takes.

Jordan

I never made it to the guest bed in my mom and Colt’s house.

No, I’ve just been sitting at the breakfast nook against the wall in their dark kitchen, chugging coffee. As if I need the caffeine to stay awake when my mind won’t shut the hell up for two seconds.

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