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him.
       “Miranda, wait until Grant sees you, he’s going
to cry like a girl,” I said with a laugh. “And I hope it’s all caught on
camera.”
    Miranda and my mom chuckled at that and then her
cousin resumed fussing over the last minute alterations needed on the dress.
“Thank you,” she mouthed when her mom had turned around to answer her ringing
cell phone.
     After the fittings, we went shoe shopping and that
turned into a late lunch, which turned into happy hour and evolved into dinner.
It was after ten o’clock by the time my mom and I were back at the hotel and
while the day was fun, I was exhausted. Dominic had yet to make an appearance
and right before I slipped into a dreamless sleep, I briefly wondered if he
even wanted to see me.

Chapter
3
    DOMINIC
       “Oh Christ, the fuckin’ arrogance of youth! As
your consigliore, I am telling you that you’re being reckless. You roam around
unprotected and vulnerable. You aren’t invincible, son.” My dad slammed his
hand down on the table and his gaze slipped to the scars on my neck, a
permanent reminder of my brush with death.
    I understood where he was coming from, but I refused
to be consumed by paranoia like my Uncle Marco. Having protection certainly
didn’t save him. Of course, I was family and he trusted me right up until I
blew his dick off. Prior to that, I fell outside his circle of paranoia. “Dad,
if someone wants me dead bad enough, it’s going to happen even if I have a
freakin’ militia following me around.”
       “So no additional security at the wedding where
you are all exposed?” We were sitting around the dining room table at my dad’s
house: my Underboss, Dante, my Capos Grant and Miranda, our enforcer Joey D.,
as well as my brother Anthony, Dante’s brother Johnny and Miranda’s brother,
Paulie.
       “Practically the entire organization is going to
be there and we’re all going to be carrying. I think we can handle it if, and
that’s a big if, things go down. Only someone really fucking stupid will try
anything.”
       “Uncle Rico, I agree with Dom. The enforcers we
would use as protection are all going to be there anyway. They already know to
keep their eyes open for any trouble,” Dante said.
    My dad frowned. “What about you, Rand, think about
the baby? Are you okay with this?”
       “Nothing is going to hurt Miranda or the baby.
I’ll take a thousand bullets to keep that from happening,” Grant answered,
entwining his fingers with Miranda’s. She looked up at him and smiled.
       “Uncle Rico this is my wedding and I want it to
be as normal as possible. People from outside of the family are going to be
there, we need to keep things on the down low. I trust Dom’s decision.” Miranda
squeezed Grant’s hand after her little speech.
    My dad sat back in his chair and tapped his
fingertips against the tabletop as he mulled everything over. “Fine,” he said
with a sigh. “Good thing I have a holster sewn into my tuxedo jacket. I’ll be carrying
too. Seriously, Dominic, I know what I’m doing, so one of these days you’ll
need to listen to me.”
       “Dad, I hear ya. It’s time to move on. What else
do we need to talk about?”
       “Grant’s bachelor party,” Dante chimed in. “It’s
going to be fucking amazing. I got a bunch of strippers…“
       “Dude, really?” Grant jerked his head in
Miranda’s direction. “Hormonally charged fiancé over here.”
       “Oh, you guys have fun with your hoes. Cici has
something equally as epic planned at Carnal for my bachelorette.”
       “Not with all of those male stripper douches?”
Grant said.
       “Oh yeah. You know Cici has an in with the
manager.”
       “Ha! More like the manager has been in her,” I
remarked.
       “Territory you’re familiar with, huh Dom?” Dante
winked at me. I slept with Cici like four summers ago down the shore and
apparently I wasn’t the only one who remembered.
       “What the fuck!