“Hey, get up,” Gio whispered to me. I felt the sunlight on my face but refused to open my eyes. I held him tighter against me and nuzzled my face into his neck. “Vinnie, get up.”
“Are you whining?” I asked with a smirk.
He huffed. “Maybe.” I lifted my head and pried my eyes open to see his messy bed hair and his plump bottom lip sticking out. I leaned forward to take it in between my teeth but stopped when I realized I hadn’t even kissed him yet.
“We haven’t kissed,” I whispered. His eyes rolled but then widened when he realized I was right. His eyes went to my mouth and then his cheeks pinkened.
“Do you- ya know- wanna….kiss…me?” he asked. His face had turned scarlet now and that made me smile. He looked so innocent like this. His head tucked into my arm, his hair a mess, his eyes wide, his cheeks the color of fluorescent, red roses, and his lip between his teeth.
I smiled wider and dipped my head down. I waited until our mouths were just centimeters away. “Nah. I think I’ll wait.” I jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom when he started to curse in Italian. I closed the door and then ran through his and ran right onto his bed. I burrowed beneath the blankets and pillows and waited for him.
“Jackass!” he screeched and jumped on the bed. My thigh screamed in pain but I chose to ignore it. I stayed completely still beneath the covers as he cursed me for being an ignorant bastard and threatened to cut off my appendage.
He finally figured out that I wasn’t coming up, so he came down. I saw his legs slide beneath the covers and then his abdomen. I saw his face and started to laugh at the cute flushed look he had.
“I hate you,” he said as he hit me. I laughed hysterically as he continued his assault. He was so cute when he was mad.
Oh god what is he doin’ to me?
“Come here,” he said suddenly. I did I was told and watched as he cupped my face and leaned forward. My stomach did a flip-flop as we neared but of course knowing our fucking luck-
“GIO GET OUT OF BED!” Tommy screamed. There was a long pause. “VIN GET THE HELL UP!” came the shout outside of my door. I groaned and threw the blanket off of us.
“I swear no one wants us to kiss,” he said.
Maybe it’s a sign. “It’s whatever,” I said and went to get off the bed but he pulled me back.
“Don’t go back to the other way,” he said with that look from last night overtaking his features.
“Back to what?” I asked but I could already feel the ice coming back over my heart. It wasn’t like I stopped caring but I needed to get my game face on before this meeting. Our relationship- if I dare call it that- is private for now. Maybe forever.
He didn’t answer me but also didn’t let go. He crawled across the bed and put his face in my neck. His teeth slid across my Adam’s apple and I shuddered in sexual bliss. He was so fucking sexy. I put my hands at the small of his back and pushed him down on the bed with his mouth on my neck. He groaned when we were horizontal. He wrapped his legs around me and lifted his hips.
“Fuck,” I cursed. He smiled against my neck and then bit down harder on my neck. I groaned and fisted the blanket beside his head. I rocked my hips against his and let his roaming hands power my sexual need for him.
I might just become the damn Energizer bunny. He makes me want to keep going and going and going….
“VINCENT!” Tommy yelled from in front of my door. I cursed and looked down at the panting boy beneath me.
“Rain check,” I panted. He nodded and bit my chin. I smiled and rolled off of him and then walked through the bathroom door. I got to my room and still had that smile on my face.
I pulled a black V-neck on, black jeans, and red, high-top converse. I sprayed my cologne on and jumped when I felt his arms go around my waist.
“I need clothes,” he rasped. I looked back and found him only in boxers. He smiled as I swallowed hard and nodded. I handed him a red V-neck, black jeans, and a pair of black high-top converse. He laughed and I gave him a confused look.
“You want us to match?” he asked. I looked down and then thought to his outfit.
“We aren’t,” I said.
“Sure,” he said and then turned around. I looked at his ass and then did something that shocked the hell out of myself and him.
I slapped his ass.
He yelped and spun around grabbing my throat as if that was his natural response. I smiled even though oxygen was becoming scarce. He glared at me with distaste swimming in his beautiful green eyes.
“Don’t you ever touch my ass,” he hissed.
“Well then sex is out of the question,” I stated. He turned pink and then let go of my throat.
“I call dibbs on topping first,” he said and then ran out of the room with his clothes. My eyes widened and I went to scream ‘I am not bottoming!’ but decided there was enough drama in our household as is, there was no need to give pops a heart attack and have to pay for a funeral.
“Bitch,” I hissed and then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. A few minutes into brushing he came in fully dressed and yanked my toothbrush from my mouth and put it in his. He started to brush and I couldn’t help the girly gasp that escaped my mouth.
“That is nasty!” I screeched.
He took it out and spit. “Closes thing to kissing you that I can get.” He then popped it back in and began to brush as I turned pink. He smirked and I found myself missing the broken boy from last night.
When we finished up, we both went out of his door and walked down the grand staircase. We walked to his study and I smiled as he brushed his hand against mine. I captured it and looked both ways before kissing it. He slapped me with it and then continued to walk away.
“I am not a girl,” he muttered. I smiled and walked into the meeting room with him. All of the chairs were filled with the boys and their pops’. Tommy was beside pops and I smiled over at him before I sat next to him. Gio sat next to me and put his hands in his lap.
“Now that everyone is here,” my pops said with a pointed look at me. “We have a lot to discuss.”
“Ya got that right,” Tony, Frankie’s pops said. Frankie sank down in his seat and glared at the hardwood table. “My son is fucking trouble ever since those boys came.”
“Those boys are our kids, Tony. Mind shutting your damn trap for once and hearing everyone out!?” Angel’s pops said.
“Cecilio, you have no room to talk with your boy always causing my son trouble,” Sam yelled at him.
“Guys, calm down,” Sammy said with a glare on Angel who was doing nothing.
“He is such a daddy’s boy,” Enrico, Georgie’s pops said. Everyone looked at him and he shrugged. Everyone began to talk at once after that, yelling about which kid caused theirs the most trouble. My head started to pound and my pops wasn’t doing shit so I cursed and slammed my hand down on the table.
“Why don’t all of you big head Italian men shut the fuck up and let the boys and I explain, ya!? Or is that too much to ask, seeming that all of you never give us two seconds during the day?” All of the boys looked at me with wide eyes but I held my ground.
“You can speak son,” my pops said.
“I don’t think he was asking,” Sam said with a smirk.
I felt Gio stand up beside me and I immediately felt at ease. “The Mussolini boys have always owned this school, okay? With those big headed assholes popping up we felt threatened.” I started.
“We knew what we were getting into the day we sat at their table,” Gio interjected. “but we were picking a fight like the big head assholes we are.”
I smiled and shook my head. “Giovanni got on my last fuckin’ nerves and he knew just what to do to piss me off. He did a fantastic job at pissing me off,” I said.
“It’s a talent really,” he said with a shrug.
I laughed. “We never tried to get along. Well me and Gio did but it never really turned out too well. My first through his window-“
“My knife in his tire-“
“My fist in his pops’ face,” I concluded.
“When my pops took it out on me, my boys wanted to get revenge on Vin for making it happen, so we went to the one place he would run to,” Gio said.
“I was there freaking out because I thought pops was ready to kill me and I was done for, but I was being a slight drama queen,” I said with a sheepish smile.
“We got there and the arguing started like usual. We thought we had it under control until-“
“I called Sammy a wannabe Vincent,” Angel said popping up.
“I called him a bitch and swung at him,” Sammy said popping up.
“All hell broke loose,” Leo said with a smirk.
“We all went for each other’s throats,” Lucca commented.
“No one was backing down from a fight like that,” Ralph inserted.
“No one wanted the other to get out,” Frankie said.
“We all just wanted to be the best,” Cris said. “Like our pops’ told us.”
We all looked around at each other and I couldn’t help but feel proud of them.
“We got busted of course by you guys and then we had work the next day,” I said motioning for the boys to sit. They did as told and avoided their pops’ eyes but kept the smirks on their faces.
“We were fine at first, but of course me and Vin being the alpha guys we are had to start a damn argument with each other,” Gio said with a smirk. I just knew it.
“Sam shot us and we had to work together in order to get up the damn stairs and get in be,” I said, avoiding everyone’s eyes because I felt kinda guilty for what happened then.
“We promised not to fuck with each other but we all know that didn’t work out,” Gio said and touched my shoulder. I relaxed under his touch and looked back to see him smirking. “I stared some bullshit argument in front of the school and ended up making him faint from hitting his wound.”
I snorted. “Only way he can get me on my ass.”
“Not what you said last night,” he whispered so no one would hear him. I smiled and nodded.
My smile died when I looked at pops though. “Pops came and we got into it. He called me weak and I bolted because I- I couldn’t take being rejected like that. I might put up a front but my pops’ approval is my number one priority. I don’t want to disappoint him...yet that’s all I ever do.”
Tommy stood up suddenly. “Pops said that I should never be like Vincent and I told him I would rather be like Vincent than him. I ran out and ran to his car.” I froze as he slowly slid back down.
“You said that?” I hissed at pops.
“I was mad,” he said with hurt in his eyes. “I shouldn’t have-“
“WHATEVER!” I yelled. He shut up and I looked back at everyone else who found the table more interesting.
“We ran to my spot and all of the boys followed for some reason,” I said.
“I wanted to make sure you were okay and the boys over heard what happened so they wanted to tag along,” Gio said. “We know what it’s like to be rejected by your pops.”
All the parents shifted in their seats looking uncomfortable. “We came and just gave each other moral support. We sung our war cry,” I said looking at the boys. “We are a family now. Yeah, we have our differences but it’s- it’s okay. We are us for a reason and I wouldn’t want them any other way.”
All went silent. Everyone looked at each other and then Leone, Ralph’s dad, stood up and swallowed hard. “I love you, Raphael. You are my pride and joy and I don’t know what the fuck I would do without you. I know I am hard on you but it’s because I worry about you and this life. I worry about what is gonna happen to you. I worry-“ he was cut off when Ralph launched himself at his pops and started to cry.
“I love you too, pops!” he cried.
Soon all the parents were apologizing and all the boys got the love they all deserved. I looked back at Gio and pulled him into my chest when I saw the unshed tears.
“You are so much better than him,” I whispered. “You are so much more important. Don’t lose sight of that, baby. Don’t you ever.” He nodded and hugged me tighter.
A throat cleared and I looked over to find my pops’ usually hard eyes softened with love, hurt, and determination. “I need you to know,” he started. “That I am so proud to call you my son. I have never once hated you or thought about ever hurting you. I threaten you with it because I know you will get in order. I am such an asshole for ever using it against you, my son. My heart beats only for you, Tommy, and your ma. You are so strong, Vinnie. So much stronger than Leone, Sam, Enrico, Fabio, and me. So much stronger than-“
I lunged at him and pulled him against me. I hadn’t realized I was crying until Tommy came over and wiped my face. “I love you so much, Vinnie,” my pops cooed. “So fucking much.”
“I haven’t decided if I love you back yet,” I said and then everyone started laughing. Gio smirked at me and I winked.
“Alrighty then,” my pops said. “Glad we are over that feely-feely bullshit. Can I get an amen?”
“Amen,” we all said.
“Now to business,” he said and everyone got into the biss mode. “There has been a disruption in our supplying area and we need to go in and fix it. When I say fix it, I mean shooting them up.”
“We need you boys to do it,” my dad said suddenly.
“WHAT!?” we screamed.
“It’s time you did what we do and we think you are ready for this,” he answered nonchalantly.
“But Tommy is stay-“
“He’s going,” Sam said. “We know he is young but none of us have a second generation like Emilio so he is stuck with yours.”
I shook my head. “Tommy is not going! He is sixteen!”
“It’s not your choice,” my pops said.
“Tommy?” I urged.
He looked around and I saw that sparkle in his eyes. “I’m holding on to it,” he said, noticing the way I looked at him. “I am going, big brother. I trust you to protect me. I trust all of you asswipes.”
“Are positive?” I said.
He smirked. “As a HIV.” I laughed with some of the others.
I turned to pops. “Okay. Where are we going?”