One Way (Mafia Romance)

57| He's a Big Softie

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OKAY THIS IS AWKWARD. EVERYONE in this table it quiet as hell while eating their ice creams.

And I'm not complaining because I'm doing the same thing.

"So, how is your guys day going?" I ask while licking my chocolate ice cream with sprinkles on top.

Matteo continues to stare at me without even glancing at the guards.

"Well, our day was eventful, as you know ma'am." The third guard answers me.

I chuckle, "yeah it was, I can't wait to kick Igor's face."

"And I can't wait to lick yours up." I hear Matteo say lowly that wouldn't reach the others ears because we are sitting together on one side and the guards in front of us.

I look at him before rolling my eyes and looking back at the guards.

Unbelievable that I can't comprehend that all three of the guards are in a relationship.

Now I don't know this for sure, they can just have fun as flings but I am assuming they're in a relationship.

Guard number three couldn't even look at me in the eyes until I asked the question just now. Even now, he won't look at me.

Now guard number two is just sitting there while scrolling through his phone, he decided earlier that he doesn't want ice cream because he doesn't like it.

I repeat, because he doesn't like it.

Who in the hell doesn't like ice cream?!

Ice cream is bae, it's my one and only—apart from Matteo.

Ice cream can satisfy me any day, and any time. If I feel sad just bring me ice cream.

If you don't like ice cream then you are on my 'people suck list.' Guard number two is already on there because of this. I would've given him a chance but.

Now guard number one is staring straight at Matteo's eyes, he has his mint chocolate ice cream in his hand and isn't even licking it, that's why it's melting.

"Uh, guard number one, your ice cream is melting. If you don't want it I'll have it." I shrug.

He immediately looks at me, "I can buy you one! This one's melting anyway."

I smile at his sweetness, "thank you but that's fine, I still have one in my hands."

He nods and looks back at Matteo, probably waiting for an order from his boss.

I look at Matteo and notice that he's looking at guard number one with a glare.

Okay, there is a lot happening here.

"Matteo love, can you be a dear and get me more sprinkles? Preferably in a cup." I ask Matteo, now I do want more sprinkles so all this isn't a trick.

As he's about to open his mouth probably wanting a guard to go, I look at him in the eye with the sweetest eyes ever and he agrees.