Chasing Stars - A Midnight Mafia Novel

Chapter Thiry-One

                It is a very good thing to have a best friend. Especially when you're sitting shirtless on an equally shirtless sexy police officer's bed and need to leave immediately in the middle of the night or you'll cheat on your homicidal boyfriend even more so than you already have.

I gave Stacey the address and though frustrated she said she would be here soon.

I, of course, put my shirt back on. Nash, of course, did not. He walked me to his door and before opening it took my cheek in his hand leaned forwards.

"Nash!" I gasped and backed away.

"You're leaving me for the man who shot me." He reminded me and frowned. "And I'm probably never going to get this chance again. You here, in my house, in my one singular hand. Seeing you shirtless, on my bed." He grumbled and pressed his forehead against mine. "You're killing me Kate-pie."

I had a boyfriend. Not only did I have a boyfriend but I was living with said boyfriend. I loved Alessio, I had wanted him for years. Nash saying sweet things, wanting me the way he did, well that simply should not have made me as happy as it did. "This is the last time." I warned him, and perhaps myself a little bit.

He kissed me gently. It wasn't at all like the kiss we'd shared before. It was more than a peck but didn't linger long enough to qualify as much else. When we parted I tucked my lips together. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. I had honestly expected him to kiss me like before. Long and needy. This, while nice, was almost just like a farewell. That's what it was though really. Just a farewell.

He opened the door and we stepped out.

I watched the road for a few moments before sighing heavily. "I don't know what I'm doing. Alessio is going to be so pissed when I get home."

"If you don't want to be around him go back to your apartment, or stay here." He teased lightly.

"What apartment?"

His face twisted in confusion and a moment later turned to furiousness. "You gave up your apartment!" It was not a question.

"Like, a few months ago."

"God damn it Kate!" He groaned and thumped his head against the door. After a moment he pulled away from the door and turned to me again. "Months ago?"

I shrugged.

"How many months ago?"

"I don't know...maybe six or seven."

"Kate. Jesus. You were living with him when I strapped a wire to your chest?"

"I don't know, maybe." I said innocently and turned away from Nash and to the road.

"Were you trying to get yourself killed!"

"Wouldn't be the first in my family." I shrugged.

"Kate."

I turned back to face him with a frown. "No Nash, I wasn't trying to get myself killed. I was careful. Believe it or not I'm not a complete idiot."

"Yes. You are."

"Hey!"

"How could you have neglected to tell me that? I thought you never wanted to meet at your apartment because you were worried your place was bugged or being watched or something, but you were living with him? How you managed to not get, I don't know, beheaded or something I have no clue but if you ever pull something like that again-"