Heat: A Mafia Doll Retelling

Chapter 26: Past

Franco reached next to him searching for her.

It only took him a second to realize that he was alone in the bed, his eyes opened irritatedly and he sat up slowly rubbing his eyes. He hadn't managed to fully wake up when he heard the smoke alarm in his kitchen turn on. Franco quickly pulled on his discarded boxer briefs and rushed down the stairs. When he entered the kitchen he felt a weird sense of satisfaction course throughout his body.

Brooklynn was at his sink... wearing his clothes... after having sex with him all night.

He smirked and slowly crept up behind her until he got his arms around her body from behind, "Are you trying to burn our apartment down this fast, Doll?"

Brooklynn pouted, "I was trying to make something to eat... but I don't know how to cook so I think I just ruined the pan."

Franco chuckled and pressed a kiss to her neck, "Why don't we order breakfast?"

"It's like three in the afternoon, I don't think any restaurant is serving breakfast," Brooklynn chuckled, spinning around to face him and kissing his lips.

"I guess I'll just have to eat you," Franco suggested, lifting her up onto the closest kitchen counter.

Brooklynn grabbed his hands and stopped him before could rip his shirt off her body, "No.. not yet. I'm starving and you don't have any food here. Let's go out to eat."

"No-" Franco immediately said.

Brooklynn pulled him closer, "Come on! What if we just go to the cafe in the corner? We could buy coffee and pastries... and then we should go to the grocery store."

Franco groaned.

"If we go right now and buy food... we won't have to leave for a few days," Brooklynn reminded him with a giggle, "I guess we could also use some cookbooks."

"Do I have to help you cook?" Franco asked with a scowl.

"Yes! We have to learn together because Rita told me that the only time you have a proper meal is when you go over to the Estate. She told me while I was in Italy that you basically survived off of protein shakes and what kind of girlfriend would I be if I allowed you to starve?" Brooklynn inquired while running her fingers through his messy hair.

"Only if I can fuck you in the shower before we leave," Franco bargained as he closed the distance between them to press kisses down her jaw.

"Only if you also fuck me on the couch when we get back," Brooklynn whispered into his ear.

"Deal," Franco immediately agreed and proceeded to carry her up to their room.

It was almost like a dream come true.

Franco finally had what he wanted and Brooklynn was once again happy. It seemed like all of her childhood dreams had come true. She was finally with Franco and everything was perfect as of now. Everything was so natural between them. She was ecstatic that he looked happier than she had seen him in years.

Even as he was busy placing apples inside of a plastic bag.

He had no fruit in his house... or anything else for the matter. Since she had agreed to move in she needed to have food in their place. She knew Franco would eventually come to get used to the routine... not that he seemed upset in the slightest at that moment. Brooklynn smiled as she turned away from him to fetch a few bags of spinach. While she was not the best at cooking... but she could make the best green smoothies out there and she hoped that she could introduce Franco to something else other than his boring and slightly disgusting plain vanilla protein shakes. She had only turned around for a minute but when she spun back to look at Franco, the first thing she noticed was that he no longer had the carefree smile on his face that he had had only moments ago. Suddenly, a man and a woman approached him.