My stomach flipped madly. “Maybe I should just give you the cash now.”
“Probably.” He drained the glass before leaning in to whisper in my ear. “Because if I get you alone one more time, I won’t stop until you let me have my way. First with my fingers. Then with my tongue. Then with my big, hard cock.”
Heat rushed my face, and I knew my cheeks must be painted scarlet. Fumbling, I dug into my bag and handed Enzo the money without meeting his eyes. Then I reached for my drink. Taking three long swallows, I finished it and set down the empty glass.
Enzo laughed, deep and low. “Would you like another?”
“Yes.”
I felt a tug on my elbow. “Tiny? I’m going to dance, OK?” I turned and saw Evelyn holding the arm of the sandy-haired man, an eager expression on her face. The man smiled and said hello, but I barely heard him. I managed to give Evelyn a half-smile.
“Enjoy the music,” Enzo told them, his words slurring a little. He flagged down the bartender while I pressed a hand to my stomach. Get out of here. He’s drunk. But when he handed me the second cocktail and held up his glass to me, my resolve faltered.
He’s so damn gorgeous. I’ll just look at him while I have one more drink. No harm in looking, right?
“I’d invite you to join me at my table, but I don’t think it would go over well,” he said.
“Probably not.”
“And having you so close might be more than I can bear, anyway.”
I glugged my champagne like it was water and said nothing.
“So then, I bid you farewell for tonight.” He picked up my left hand and kissed the back of it before sauntering away. I watched him walk to his table, where Gina tugged him into a chair and sat on his lap.
Bitch.
“Hey,” came a menacing whine from behind me. “What’s the big idea with my brother?”
Fucking Raymond. I turned and glued a smile to my face. “I just needed Enzo for a moment.”
“You and every other dumb Dora in this town.” A toothpick hung out of his mouth and he grabbed it, poking at the air between us. “You should be talkin’ to me. I’m the one that’s getting you what you want, ain’t I?”
“That’s right. You are,” I said, doing my best Rosie routine. “I don’t know why I was wasting my time with him.”
Raymond nodded and stuck the toothpick back in his mouth. “That’s better. Say, want to go up to a room?”
I sipped my drink and smiled with tight lips. “I have a friend here. I shouldn’t leave her alone.”
“You could bring her too. I got some booze stashed away up there.”
“How clever of you.”
He puffed out his chest. “I am clever. They don’t believe it, but I am.” He looked toward Enzo’s table. “And pretty soon I’m gonna make my move.”
“What move?”
He whipped his eyes back to me. “Don’t you worry about it none, doll. You’ll know it when I do. Everybody will.”
My stomach lurched, and I set down the drink. I have to leave. I’d paid Enzo back, and being around him was too frustrating. I’ll just go home and wait for Joey to bring me good news about the rum heist. I hope those guys rob the fucking DiFiores blind. “You know, I’m suddenly not feeling too well,” I said. “I think I should find my friend and head home. Excuse me.”
“Don’t forget about tomorrow night and the rum,” he called as I walked away. “It’s the real malloy.”
McCoy, you asshole. Spotting Evelyn on the dance floor, I waited for the song to finish before approaching. I tapped her shoulder, and when she turned to me her face was flushed and radiant. It fell when I asked if she’d mind leaving now.
“I can take her home later,” her partner volunteered. “I’d like to, in fact.” He smiled at her, and he looked like a decent guy, but I felt strange about leaving her.
“But we have that early shift tomorrow.” I made sharp eye contact with Evelyn, giving her the chance to let him down easy if she’d prefer to go with me.