A Damn Good Kid
**ROMANY**
An hour and three orgasms later, Tiny untangles himself from me to quietly get dressed.
With a tortured whine, I reach for him, wanting nothing more than his body curled back around my own.
He shakes his head. “I have work to do, baby girl. Just promise me you won’t forget what we talked about. Tell me that you’re okay with our little plan. Because if you’re not-”
“I’m fine with it,” I say softly, watching his dragons as they disappear behind his clothes. “
He nods, stepping close to the bed to kiss me long and deep before whispering, “I think Santos is right. You should sleep downstairs with him. It’s definitely the best idea."
“You mean you’re not jealous?” I whisper, snagging his shirt and pulling him down for another kiss.
He falls into me easily, his teeth snagging on my bottom lip as he pulls away, dimples flashing on a smile. “Are you planning to fuck him?” Tiny hisses.
My hair slips around my face as I shake my head, unable to even pretend that I might.
“Then why be jealous?”
“Are you going to be okay getting away from here?”
He stares at me for a long moment. “That depends,” he says quietly. “Tomorrow… when Ruby arrives-”
“She’s on her way?” I hiss. *I knew it.*
He nods. “She’s asked me to do something for her. And as much as I love her plan - I know it may not be what you want.”
With a bite of my lip, I sit up and reach for my clothes, watching Tiny’s features as I dress as slowly as possible. “Alex,” I say softly.
Tiny nods. “He’s arriving with her, but she-”
“She’s going to send him in the wrong direction.”
Again, Tiny nods. “You know your cousin well.”
“I do,” I agree, looking away. “She wants you to take me somewhere. Doesn’t she?”
“Listen to me,” Tiny says, sauntering up slowly and reaching out with one hand to tip my chin. What I see in his eyes is a fierceness. A protectiveness. And… a willingness to do whatever I ask. My breath catches as I realize, this man is utterly and completely devoted to me. Maybe even more so than Mickey.
“What is it?” I whisper, kissing his fingers as they trail upward, dragging across my lips.
“I promised her I would do it. That I would say fuck Mickey and snatch you away from here before it all gets heated - and it *will* get heated. Because Santos knows a lot - but he doesn’t know everything. He’s spent so much time watching Alex that he forgot to watch himself. There are people coming for him. Ruiz. His father. They might be acting like it’s you they want, but you’re just an excuse. A reason for them to end him. Ruby wants you out of the line of fire and I promised to get you there.”
“Why didn’t you tell him any of that?” I hiss.
He shakes his head, a slow smile spreading across his lips before he kisses me. “Because it wouldn’t matter. I saw the disappointment in his eyes when he realized it wasn’t Ruby that was here for you. I saw the way he looked. He’s in love with her and he won’t hear anything anyone says until she’s with him.”
Probably not. But someone still needs to tell him. “About tomorrow,” I say smoothly, throwing my arms around his neck and dragging him down to me, “if you promise not to hold me hostage - I’ll go wherever you want me to.”
He smiles down at me, diving behind my lips for one last lingering kiss before he steps back toward the window. “I can’t promise you that… but I can promise that wherever we go, we go for your safety. And,” he sighs, his eyes sparkling, “we’ll be together.”
I nod, closing my eyes for a second to think of the devastation Alex and Mickey and even Damien will feel when I disappear out from under their noses. Can I do it? Can I leave them?
I don’t think I can.
I open my eyes to tell Tiny as much and… he’s gone.
“Damn it.”
**SANTOS**
By the time Romany returns to my room I’m already laying in the bed with a tower of pillows separating her side and mine. I’m excited and can’t wait to get to sleep, but since I promised her I’d look out for her and play bodyguard, I’ve lain awake here for over two hours. I needn’t have worried about Ruiz. That fucker fell asleep over an hour ago to the sound of Jaime watching porn in his bedroom. Jaime was loud enough to drown out any sounds Romany might have made upstairs but I didn’t tell her about it, because, why would I? Might as well let her sweat a bit.
I’m actually surprised her dragon boy allowed her to stay at all. I thought for sure he was gonna try and convince her to leave, but according to the microphone in the knife I dropped upstairs, he’s planning to snatch her away tomorrow instead.
Yes, I did listen in.
No, I did not get off on their two hour fuckfest. I am, however, rather impressed by the kid. Fucking asshole was like a prize winning stallion. Up again and again without popping even one pill. Kentucky fucking Derby Yee Haw.
“I hope you intend to shower first,” I say without even a shred of shame.
“Of course,” she spits at me, throwing me a sly smile before kneeling at my side of the bed.
My eyebrow quirks upward as I watch her nervously twiddle her thumbs in her lap. She’s debating whether or not to tell me what she learned upstairs and I find it so cute that she feels so morally tormentented that I almost relieve her of her dilemma and tell her that I already know. But what fun would that be? Let's see what she’s made of instead.
“Tiny told me things tonight…” she begins and all I do is smile, because now I know… she’s a damn good kid.
And I will do *anything* and *everything* to keep her safe.
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