Falling For The Mafia

I couldn't tell whether he felt the same way about me. Most of the women at the

oth as silk as it crooned my name, reverbe

me-blue look, and I immediately became heated and agitated despite my lack of compos

ce was framed by a fringe of black hair that curved ever so slightly. For some reason, I reall

cranberry juice. When he finally took his eyes off of me, I took a deep breath and let my sight wan

searing into me again, and I knew he had picked up on my lustful respo

until I finally picked it up. I snuck a glance up at him, wondering for the umpteenth ti

ical touch. I reached for the cold cup, and he placed his fingers in between mine.

behind me came the sound of

e crashed over me, and I hurriedly threw five dollars in the tip jar and

t buddy leant on a tall table and smirked at me. My body ached with shame and som

one shoulder and glared at me.

ra

ad thrown me off balance, and I'd neglecte

y." It's true that

tely, yo

Actually, I was too timid to speak out. And cautious since my partner cheated on me the year before. Ella called me a seria

etrayal, my trust dif

id. " If you invited him, Nicola would definitely come home with

ware that this is impossible. Wish yo

hands. " I'm not making jokes. I'm going to

ng myself out there in that way. It seemed to Ella that my request would be accepted without any hesitation, bu

a crush on you, you idiot. You two locked lips during last weekend's house party. He's a spoiled brat, yet he has

t on me. This action was prompted by anxiety. When I was last with Stan, he kept

ousness. By the end of the night, I was dancing with reckless abandon and rotating my h

rk made by Ella is accurate. Alcohol had weakened my barriers to an intolerable

d of it, "

at you're not a suppo

oks, Stun failed to get my heart

grin. She warned that time was of the

and ultimately decide

now. Please excuse me wh

ant grin, she blende