Angel (Made Men 5)

“Well …” Lake narrowed her eyes, thinking about all the girls who had thrown themselves at Vincent over the years.

“The truth hurts,” Adalyn answered for her.

Laughing, Lake started to run her fingers through Adalyn’s hair as she lay on her lap, waiting until Vincent was out of earshot. “So, how was the car ride home with Angel yesterday?”

Her face blushed a shade of pink again, remembering what he had said. “Fine.”

“Tell me!” Noticing the color of her cheeks, Lake knew something had happened.

“Nope. No more Angel fantasies for you.”

“Come on, Adalyn. I would tell you. At least give me something!”

You can’t tell her that he can ride a skateboard ’cause then you’d be a liar, and you definitely can’t tell her he can ride a motorcycle because I’m pretty sure she’d leave Vincent for him.

Settling on something, she gave her friend a wink. “He’s a great biter.”

“Oh God. You lucky bi—”

“What are y’all talking about?” Vincent asked, coming back down the stairs.

“I was just asking Lake if she wanted to go see the new Jumanji movie tonight.”

“Oh yes, I’ve been dying to see it.” Lake practically forgot they had been discussing Angel. “Will you take us, Vincent?”

“Hell no. I gotta work,” he told her, throwing on his jacket before walking to Lake to give her a kiss goodbye.

“Ew.” Adalyn had a full view of them pecking each other on the lips from where she lay.

“Why don’t you go ask Elle and Nero if they wanna go? Nero can watch you all.” He practically cackled all the way out the door at the thought of getting back at his best friend.

Adalyn practically jumped up from the couch. “Sounds good to me. Let’s go.”

Grabbing her jacket and their things, the girls went out the door a few minutes behind Vincent. All they had to do was knock on the next door and, in just another minute, Nero answered.

Adalyn’s eyes practically lit up at seeing the gorgeous green-eyed Caruso brother.

“We were wondering if you and Elle wanted to go see Jumanji?”

Nero started to close the door. “No than—”

“Oooo … I do! Can we please go?” Elle ran to the door, begging him.

Running a hand through his hair, he seemed to quickly think on his feet. “Actually, I can’t. I have to work.”

“Maybe Amo will take us?” Adalyn asked.

Both Nero and Elle answered in unison, “He won’t.”

Okay …

Not wanting to be the last resort, Nero quickly grabbed his jacket, gave Elle a kiss, and headed to work, just like Vincent had.

“You two need new boyfriends,” Adalyn huffed, out of ideas. “What are we going to do now?”

“Let’s ask Chloe to go. Lucca might take us.” Elle closed the door behind her, crossing the hall to knock on the other door. When no one answered, she pulled out her phone and put it to her ear. She was only on the phone for a few seconds before she hung up, seeming a little confused. “They’re at Lucca’s house. She said they’re gardening?”

“It’s practically winter,” Adalyn stated the obvious, knowing it had been a lie. A fucking horrible one. “Let’s just steal Nero’s keys and take ourselves.”

“You know we can’t do that anymore, Adalyn. It’s not safe,” Elle remind her.

Knowing she was right, especially with the Lucianos and Tom’s death, she still didn’t like it.

“This is bullsh—”

“I know! We can ask Maria; she comes with bodyguards,” Lake interrupted proudly.

Elle put her phone to her ear again and, not even a second later, a door all the way down on the other end of the hall opened, Maria motioning them to come to her.

The girls all walked down and entered the apartment the Caruso family stayed in from time to time.

“I have to call Lucca and ask if we can go with just my two men,” Maria told them before he picked up her phone. She, too, was only on the phone for just a few seconds. “He said we needed one more man if we’re all going to go, but since it’s Saturday and he didn’t plan for us to go out, they’re all busy.”

“Great,” Adalyn muttered, their plans all ruined because the boys would rather work than take them to a movie. “If I had a boyfriend and he didn’t take me, I would break up with him.”

“I’m not breaking up with Vincent,” Lake told her for what seemed like the thousandth time.

“Yeah, they had to go to work,” Elle added.

Rolling her eyes so hard they practically popped out of there socket, Adalyn snarked, “Sure, they did.”

“I have an idea.” Maria called Lucca again, making them listen to her plan by asking him, “What if Angel wanted to go?”

Adalyn’s jaw almost hit the ground. The mafia princess wanted a Luciano to take them?

“Are you serious?”

Lake’s eyes lit up. “Good idea.”

Of course, you’d think so.

“Yeah.” Elle’s eyes lit up as well.