by Blue Saffire
Lorenzo follow behind me as I led him across the room. I felt his hand slide slowly across my belly, just before he stopped me in my tracks. He brushed the hair from my ear to lean into it.
“You have no idea what you’re doing, do you?” he whispered.
“I’m helping you relax. Did I do something wrong?” I asked, confused.
“No…nothing wrong…I just don’t think you understand what you’re doing?” he rasped, huskier then I expected.
I stopped to think about his words. I wasn’t sure what I was missing. Lorenzo softly kissed my neck, distracting my thoughts. I wanted to understand what I’d done.
“Lo…no,” I shook my head. “I don’t know what you mean.”
He chuckled a little. “Come here, let me show you,” he whispered, pulling my body up against his. I understood at once. I may have jumped away from him five months ago, but not now. I stood there trying to figure out what I’d done to make this happen.
“Oh, Lo, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize. What did I do?” I asked shyly.
“It’s okay,” he laughed softly. “Where do I start? That sexy accent of yours. The way you were eating didn’t help, and this dress…Baby, that by itself is driving me insane.”
“Oh, Lorenzo, I didn’t think about that. I’m sorry, I just wanted to help.”
“I know, do me a favor. We can do whatever you want, but please go and change. Trust me, I know what I have. You don’t have to put it on display. Not yet, at least,” he whispered. “Your father already wants to cut my tongue out. He wouldn’t like what I want to do with that same tongue right now.”
“I’m sorry, Babe. I’ll be right back.”
I rushed out. I felt bad. Why don’t I understand things like that? I was so frustrated. As I made my way upstairs to change, I wanted to scream.
Lorenzo managed to pull the other night off without one problem. I couldn’t get this right to save my life. I rubbed my temples, trying to figure out how I got the stupid gene when it comes to boys.
Why didn’t I think about what I was wearing? This time, returning to the mirror, I could see what the problem was. I should have noticed earlier when I first looked.
Lorenzo was kind of right the other day. I did put on a little weight. Nothing out of control, but some things fit a little more snug in some places. It seemed like my waist got smaller, but everything else looked fuller. Honestly, in this dress and these shoe I looked like I’d planned on being the entertainment for Lorenzo’s bachelor party.
I was so upset, I almost tore the dress off. I stood in the middle of the closet trying to figure out what to put on that wouldn’t cause Lorenzo to want to pass out. At the same time, I tried to process all this.
I wanted to understand what I kept doing wrong. This wasn’t the first time I didn’t get that I was turning him on like that until it was too late. I didn’t do it on purpose.
I felt like such a baby. I mean, looking in the mirror, I look far from the way I acted. I felt like a girl trapped in a woman’s body. Lorenzo doesn’t deserve the way I didn’t understand this body.
He is so patient with me, but what if he were someone else. I would be in trouble because I never realize what I’m doing until it’s too late. I’m clueless.
I tossed on a black v-neck t-shirt and another pair of black slacks, while I stood thinking about what just happened. It really bothered me. I felt like I was hurting Lorenzo. I know we are less than two weeks from the wedding, but I still thought I should be more mature when it came to sex. Even more so, since I’m getting married.
I couldn’t help but think about my wedding night. I’m so afraid that if I don’t figure out what I keep missing, I’ll somehow mess the whole thing up. I’m terrified of my wedding night, truthfully.
Lorenzo has said a few times that I don’t realize what I’m doing. He says it’s natural to me. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, but I want to know. It sure seemed like a bad one, because things like this always happened.
Sometime, I think it’s because of Lorenzo. I’m so comfortable with him. I don’t think about it because he is like my best friend. Sometimes I just forget.
Like when I first moved in with Lorenzo. I would walk around the bedroom in my underwear. I thought nothing of it, it was just like I would do with Angie when she slept over.
Lorenzo would turn so red and leave the room after throwing clothes at me to put on. I didn’t mean anything by it. I just never thought about it.
Then there were the times when we would go out, Lorenzo would be upset at how guys would react to me. It would piss him off that I never realized the guy’s intentions. I always thought they were just being nice. He always had to point out to me what they were doing to piss him off and how they looked at me.
I’m always so willing to talk to anyone that’s nice to me. At least, that was until one time I went out with Angie to eat. The guys at the table next to us showed me exactly what Lorenzo meant.
They were nice the whole time we were sitting at our table. I spoke back to be polite, but when we went to leave, one of them stroked my hair and asked me for my phone number. He hadn’t tried to give me space or take no for an answer.
Well, he did give me space after I broke two of his fingers, but I had to go there. He started to call me names, like cock tease and snob. He reached out to touch me again and got what he desired. I hadn’t thought about that whole scene since. I wouldn’t dare tell Lo about it.
Lorenzo was right, it’s like I flirt and don’t realize it. I sat on the floor, rubbing my temples again. I meant to distract Lo tonight, not get him all riled up to disappoint him. I was deep in thought, when I heard Lorenzo in the bathroom calling my name. I’d forgotten I told him I would be right back.
“I’m in here, Lo,” I called quietly.
“Are you dressed?” he asked.
“Yeah, you can come in,” I wasn’t ready to move.
“Hey Vic, are you alright? Did I hurt your feelings? I’m sorry,” he said anxiously, once he saw me sitting on the floor.
“No, Lo,” I sighed. “I just… I don’t understand how I can figure everything else out, but I can’t figure out how to be a good girlfriend or how not to do things like what just happened.”
Lorenzo looked down at me like I was crazy. He walked all the way into the closet and came to sit next to me. Tossing my hair over my shoulder, he reached for the back of my neck.
When he looked into my eyes, his eyebrows crease. Lo leaned in to kiss me. It was a real kiss, the kind that made me forget my name. After a few minutes, he pulled back with the same look on his face.
“Vic, I don’t remember you ever not being a good girlfriend. What happened downstairs is no big deal, Baby. I don’t want you to stop being the sexiest woman I know,” he breathed in my face, as he rubbed his nose against mine. “You do know, I love you? That’s why it’s so easy for you to turn me on.”
“Lorenzo, I feel like you’re saying that to make me feel better. I should know what I’m doing. Look at me, do I look like a girl that has no clue, but I don’t.”
“Baby, I like that you don’t know what you’re doing. That makes what you do even better. You think you have no clue, but trust me, my eyes and that poor fork downstairs know better,” he chuckled and kissed me.
“That’s not funny, Lo. I feel bad you’re being so patient, the least I could do is know when I’m making it hard for you.”
Lorenzo roared with laughter, falling back onto the floor. I thought about what I said and I giggled myself, throwing a playful pitch at his arm. He reached up, pulling me down into a hug.
“No, Lo, seriously, you know what I mean,” I said.
“Yeah, baby, I do, but you shouldn’t feel bad. Do you know how many guys would love to come home to what I did tonight? I consider myself very lucky.”
“I messed up the whole night,” I sighed. “This was supposed to be about you.”
“No, you didn’t. You are me, what’s about y
ou is about me. Everything is about us. Besides, I needed this tonight. Thanks,” he said and kissed the top of my head.
“Then can I talk to you about something?” I asked.
“Sure, what’s on your mind, Beautiful?”
“You are. I want to make you happy and I’m afraid that the fact that I don’t get it sometimes is going to mess things up or frustrate you. I’m a little worried about our first time.”
“I did tell you that you worry too much, right?” he chuckled.
“Yes, but I can’t help it this time. This is important to me. I want you to be happy with me.”
“Baby,” he let out a long sigh and placed his hands on my sides, letting our bodies roll until he was lying over me. He gently pressed his lips to mine for a brief moment. “I could never be frustrated with you, not over that. All you need to do is trust me and the rest will be perfect.”
“I trust you. It’s me, I don’t trust,” I sighed.
“I trust you,” he whispered in my ear, before kissing me.
Breaking the kiss, I looked him in his eyes. “We’re getting married,” I whispered.
Lo chuckled and winked at me. “Yeah, baby. We are,” he breathed. “You know what I’m most excited about?”
“No, what?”
A big grin spread across his full lips. “I’m most excited to see you in my dress for the first time,” he beamed.
“Yeah, I can’t wait for you to see it,” I gushed.
We sat in the closet for hours talking and laughing. It felt like when we used to be on the phone all night. I told him everything I was thinking about and he listened. When I finished talking, he started.
We talked a little about the baby situation and why he didn’t want me to have babies right away. Lorenzo would be twenty-one the day of the wedding. He doesn’t think making me a mom so soon is a good idea.
“I want us to get a chance to be married for a little while,” he said.
“I don’t mind being a mom now. I want to start our family. I want a big family like my mom’s,” I shrugged. “Starting early would be a good thing, wouldn’t it.”
“We have time, Victoria,” he sighed. “I do hear what you’re saying. I’ll think about it. I want you to finish school no matter what.”
“I’m almost done,” I shrugged.
“Not just high school, college as well, Baby,” he kissed my forehead. “If we do decide to have babies, I’ll hire you help so it doesn’t interfere with school. For now, we’ll take it one thing at a time.”
I didn’t want to ruin the night so we never talked about what happen with my dad or where he went. I was sure he would tell me later. When Lo started to look tired, I got up to get his nightclothes.
I left for him to change. By the time, he was finished in the bathroom. I was dressed for bed and under the covers. I think Lorenzo fell asleep the minute his head hit the pillow.
He had told me to trust him and everything would be perfect. I did trust him, so I was sure it would be. Lorenzo had this everything would be fine.
chapter Thirty
Calm Before the Storm
Lorenzo
Coming home to Victoria last night was such a relief. I needed a break from all of the crap. It was just us, my best friend and me. I thought it was cute that she dressed up for me.
I know she don’t mean for what happened. With all the extra stuff on my mind, it was hard to ignore how damn sexy she was. I am watching her mature from when we first met.
Just the fact that she was so frustrated with her body being so far ahead of her understanding, showed me she’s maturing. That made me happy. Victoria takes time to think things out when she wants or needs to understand it. That shows such a level of maturity in itself. I love that about her.
I know we’re getting married young, and I want to stay happily married. In the beginning, I thought her lack of maturity would affect us, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.
I’ve watched Victoria go from a shy girlfriend to a mature fiancé. The way she takes care of the apartment and the way she has been taking care of me, while we have been here at Venny’s has shown me how much she is changing.
Truthfully, Victoria has been mature in many areas from the beginning. She just lacks experience is so much. The more she steps out of the bubble Venny has had her in the more she blooms. She is a very smart girl.
Victoria is so worried about keeping me happy when we get married, but I know she’s going to make a great wife. She doesn’t know it, but she’s even close to talking me into starting our family. I don’t care what the other families want. I plan to make that move when I want, but Victoria makes it sound like she seriously wants to. I won’t take that from her.
I guess if I make sure she has help, it won’t be a big deal. I know Maria would love it. She would probably volunteer to help out. I just need Victoria to understand that any wife of mine needs to be educated. School is important to me and she has to finish. I wouldn’t care if she went to an online college, as long as she finishes with a degree.
I know she won’t fight me on it. That’s one of the things I love about her. She is very submissive when she wants to be. I hated that I had to yell at her in the range, but I was protecting her.
Venny wasn’t seeing things clearly and I didn’t want Victoria in the middle of his tantrum. Sure, it almost got me killed, but I wanted her safe. Sometimes I think she’s becoming too mature too fast.
If you ask me, the whole family business is something I think she can wait to learn about. I have come to accept that I can’t get around the fact that she’s no ordinary wife. Eventually, I’ll deal with that.
When Victoria left the basement, Venny and I had a little shouting match. My father looked like he wanted to strangle me, but he knew I was right. Venny was very wrong.
I had said what needed to be said to Bryce. Hell, I’d done the right thing with Victoria and Angie for that matter. I told them I knew how to play the family game despite the fact that I didn’t want to.
When I did pay attention, I always calculated my father’s mistakes. That’s how I know how to protect Victoria. My father and Venny did things with an old way of thinking.
I knew Victoria’s grandfather and uncles were tracking her from the day it started. Chris is great with technology, that’s another reason I’m glad to have him by my side.
I knew they were tracking her phone as well. That’s why I wasn’t sure if they followed the truck that night, with the phone still in the apartment. It was when Venny told me where they found the car that I knew I had a great chance that they had gotten to Angie.
I’d been sending Chris text messages on the way to Venny’s to get him to check out our surveillance, we’d set up to watch Lakeisha’s family. We had confirmed it just before the call came from Angie, while Victoria was with Uncle Frankie. After his tirade, Venny was happy to hear I’d been watching Lakeisha’s family the same way they were watching us.
I think that’s what kept us from a gunfight. I wasn’t backing down. As much as Venny respected that, it made him furious.
Uncle Terry’s calling helped to calm the room as well. Everyone was happy to find the leak. I had the reinforcements, I had my father call in, flown in and waiting at one of my father’s factories. They arrived that afternoon, Terry’s call came right on time.
We were ready to set up the strategy to be done with this. I wanted this over by the end of this week. I wanted to focus on my life, with my new wife. I had a bachelor party and rehearsal dinner that wasn’t going to be interrupted by this mess.
I’d been more excited about the wedding than my own birthday. My father always goes all out for my birthday and I was sure this one would be no different, but Victoria was the only birthday gift I really wanted. Having her safe was a most for us to truly enjoy our wedding the way we should.
That’s why the Twins and the Ghosts were brought in. The Twins were from a small town in Italy. They’re known for their technology and tactical
expertise. I brought them in to make sure Chris and I are looking at this from all the right angles.
I couldn’t imagine meeting them in person would be so amazing. I mean, the shit they did was mind blowing. They were even able to simulate the house from blue prints and photos Venny gave them.
I’m telling you, they had visual simulation of the different tactical options, that we could watch. They were able to play out scenarios all over the estate for me to decide on the best option to protect Victoria and annihilate anyone that comes near her.
The Ghosts, now they’re from all over. No one really knows their true origin. It’s only known what they do. One Ghost could enter a party of a hundred people, and in a matter of seconds make sure no one leaves without a body bag.
I brought in ten. I meant what I said about Victoria not being touched. I was tempted to take her uncle up on his offer to help, but I was already in the hot seat with Venny.
Chris was right when he told Victoria I never miss. That’s why she’ll be with me. Between the two of us, if the Ghosts don’t get to our enemies first they will wish they had. As long as Victoria does what I say and doesn’t do anything crazy, we’ll be fine.
I didn’t want to ruin the night last night, so I didn’t tell her we’d be moving into the estate at nightfall. I wanted Maria to have her way as planned. It was a big wedding planning and activity day. We’d stick to our plans.
So as soon we have the last detail on Maria’s agenda complete, Victoria, Chris, Uncle Mike, Uncle Sal, Uncle Frankie, and I would be heading to the estate to get ready. Our guests were being put up in one of the safe houses Venny has in Wildwood.
They’ll ride in the evening as well to set up. The Twins would make sure things fall into place. Frankie had a few of his loyal guys take a bunch of heavy machinery, as well as his own surprise for Victoria, over to the estate last night. Frankie is probably the only Uncle I know that thinks having twin pistols customized, for his seventeen-year-old niece, is a great wedding gift.
It’s Uncle Terry job to spill to the rat that we just moved into the estate. After what just happened to the guys at the trap house, in addition to the guys, Uncle Bryce took care of, we’re sure they’re going to send as many guys as they can. This is a real opportunity to get to Victoria. I doubt they’re going to let it slip away again.