Is This Considered A Cliche?

Chapter Thirteen | The Little Liar

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2014 by M-A-COYNE

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Chapter Thirteen

T H E L I T T L E L I A R

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The air was knocked out of me once again. How could one guy be so intense? I nodded my head in agreement, hardly processing what was going on.

Alphonso smiled and brushed his lips against my forehead.

I narrowed my eyes. "You didn't give me another hickey, did you?"

He lifted a brow. "Why?"

"Because the last one you gave me caused too much trouble! I had to tell my mom that Clement gave it to me." I really should have known better than to mention that small detail.

Alphonso scowled at me. "Why DuBois?"

"H-He was the first name that came to mind! I don't have many guy friends, you know."

He opened his mouth to retaliate but he was suddenly kicked off of me by Luca. Alphonso scowled up at his friend. "What the hell was that for?"

"Sergio just called," Luca said while putting his phone into his back pocket. "We need to head back. Now."

Alphonso sighed in irritation. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Alright. Luca you're coming with me. We'll have to drop Jackie off real quick. Tell Fedele to wait here with the truck and give Costanzo Moretti and have him and a few of his guys help take the truck back. Then call Sergio back and tell him we'll meet him and the others at the pier."

Luca nodded and headed of to do just that while Alphonso started to drag me back to the car.

"I'm sorry Jackie," he said, his voice regretful.

I gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't be. I had a great time." I bit my lip in worry though. "Hey...where you're going... Does it have anything to do with the Dal Monte's?"

Alphonso looked back at me, his expression soft. His hands went around my waist and he pulled into a tight embrace. I felt him kiss the top of my head. "Don't worry; this has nothing to do with them, alright?"

I nodded and felt him smile in my hair. We started walking back toward the car where Luca was waiting for him.

"Everything's all set," Luca said. He jumped into the back seat of the car. "Let's go."

Alphonso opened the passenger seat door for me and I smiled at his cuteness. The car ride back occurred in silence. I think Alphonso and Luca were too busy thinking about what they had to do, and I didn't want to distract them. I was curious, though. I wonder why they were going to the pier.

When we arrived at my house, I was relieved to see my mother's car was not in the driveway. I gave Alphonso a quick kiss on the cheek and jumped out. Before I even opened the front door I heard the car speed away.

When I got into the house I immediately check the messages on the answering machine. One was from grandma Moreau and another was from my mom telling me to fix myself dinner because she was working late again. I sighed.