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committing any sort of
crime. The possibility of him hurting another person bogged her mind.
“I’m fine, Bo. You?”
    He
nodded his head. “Pretty well, thanks. Clarice has been meaning
to stop by your shop. Morgana needs a dress for the prom.”
    Gabrielle
laughed, knowing just particular how his wife and daughter were.
“It’s not prom season yet, but they can come in and
special order Morgana’s dress.”
    He
beamed a gleaming white smile, pleased with her suggestion. “I’ll
let them know.”
    Gabrielle
continued with small talk to the people sitting around the table.
Michael told her about a recent trip while Lenard wanted to share
stories with her. He owned a convenience store off Freemont Street
and enjoyed comparing his horrible customers to hers which often
earned them plenty of laughs from others.
    As
she visited with the men, the table quickly filled up, and nobody
spoke either to her or within earshot of the plan to murder her
father.
    She
scanned everyone sitting at the table, lingering for a spell on each
face, trying to figure out who had enough balls to be a traitor to
the Medini Family. Wil took the seat next to the three vacant places
reserved for her father, Leon, and her mother. The last seat was for
Mik, placing him across from her. Her heart raced as she wiped her
sweaty palms on her napkin. For the entire year she’d been back
in Las Vegas, neither she nor Mik had missed a Friday night dinner
and this would be the first time he would be sitting so close to her.
    Relax,
Gabrielle! You’ll get through this one way or another.
    The
door opened and Mikolas sauntered into the room. He paused at the
door before his lips formed into a sexy grin as he approached his
place setting.

    Chapter
Three

    Mikolas
couldn’t leave the security booth until either Enrico or his
father summoned him. Relief had finally the moment he’d been
called to dinner. Finding the only available seat across the table
from Gabrielle, he stopped in the doorway, afraid to walk any closer
to her.
    Self-control
became harder with each second. He could barely keep his hands off of
her whenever she was around. And tonight when she’d grabbed his
arm? That had been the first time they’d had physical contact
with each other since her going away party ten years ago. Both times
made his chest tighten, making him lose his breath by merely a touch
of her hand.
    Then
idiot Marcello had shown up, causing her to break the connection with
them. If that hadn’t happened he might’ve kissed her. The
urge to run his fingers through her windblown hair, or kiss her pink
lips he’d been fantasizing about for so long became difficult
to contain. She was the only woman he knew who could work all day
long and still look like she’d just stepped out of a salon.
Each time he looked at her, his heart beat a little faster.
    No
matter how much Mikolas wanted her, Enrico Medini had declared his
daughter off limits. Get
control, Mikolas ordered himself . Enrico
will kill you if you touch Gabi. As he approached his spot at the table, he couldn’t hold back
the smile. Had she saved him the seat?
    He
looked at her through the candlelight. Her dark eyes always danced
with mischief, but the naughtiness seemed more pronounced in
tonight’s low light. She swirled a piece of bread into the
fondue pot, blew it, and then plucked the gooey mess in her mouth.
Her tongue slid over her bottom lip to catch a drip of cheese. He
wished his mouth could be against her’s… licking the
cheese… tasting her flavor.
    Mikolas
fought the urge to reach out and touch her. Maybe smooth her black
hair away from the pale face. Or maybe let his teeth gently nibble
against her pink lips. He shifted uncomfortably as his slacks grew
tight across his crotch. The smell of her perfume didn’t do
much for the matter either.
    “ Mikolas?”
Enrico calling his name tore his attention from the beauty across the
table. Hopefully a distraction would make his erection to