“I want to.”
She took his hand, moving it away from her face. “I don’t feel comfortable with this.” She spoke while getting up, and moving away from the bed.
This was a new experience for him. He wasn’t used to being pushed aside, or ignored. He was Luiz Barone. An equal ruler in The Family. Every woman wanted to bed him, or to wear the title of being with him with pride. He didn’t see the problem.
“Why?” she asked.
“I figure what’s the problem? You want to experience stuff. I don’t like the thought of you dating someone, and putting Christie at risk. I can give you everything you’re looking for.”
She scoffed. “Seriously?”
“What about love?” She folded her arms over her breasts.
“What about it? It doesn’t exist.”
“Wow! Get out.”
He frowned. “What is the problem? You want to experience this kind of stuff. I’m your guy.”
“I mean it, Luiz. Get the hell out of my room.”
“Technically, it’s my room.”
She moved toward him, grabbed his shirt, and shoved him toward the door. In one quick move she had the door open, and him pushed out. He didn’t fight her hold as he didn’t want to hurt her. Raine said nothing else as she slammed the door closed, and didn’t even look back at him.
“What did you do?” Xander asked, making Luiz jolt.
“I thought it would be convenient for her to use me for what she needs.”
“You mean instead of her dating someone else?”
“Yes. I can’t believe I’ve not thought of it before, but it will work.”
“Luiz, sometimes you’re the biggest asshole on this planet, and a blind one.” Xander didn’t elaborate, and went back to his bedroom.
Luiz was completely baffled. Entering his own room, he took a quick shower, and after thirty minutes, he still didn’t get it. What had he done wrong? She wanted something. He could give her whatever she needed.
Grabbing his cell phone, he dialed the only person he would know who had the answer.
“Who the fuck is calling you?” Donnie asked.
“I don’t know. Hello?”
“Hi, Paige it’s me.”
“It’s Luiz,” Paige said.
“Why is he calling you?” Donnie asked.
“Maybe because I’m a lot nicer to him than you ever are. What’s the matter, Luiz?”
In the background he could hear Donnie making threats.
“I want to ask you something, as a woman.”
“Okay. I’m awake.”
Sitting up, Luiz stared at his reflection in the mirror opposite his bed. He let out a breath. “If a guy offers a woman the chance to be with him, shouldn’t she be happy about that?” No one knew about Christie and Raine. He wanted to keep it that way.
“I have no idea. It would depend if the guy is an idiot.”
“He’s … lovely. How about this? The girl has never been kissed, a complete virgin, and he’s just offered her everything.”
“Luiz, why are you asking me this? You’re confusing me.”
“I just. I had a dream, and I was just curious about it.”
“You have weird friends, Donnie. Ugh, I don’t know how to answer this, Luiz. It would depend on what the woman or girl wanted. Does she just want sex? What does she mean to you? What’s she like? No woman is exactly the same.”
“Okay, what if it was you, and I offered you sex, and it was before Donnie?” he asked.
“I really don’t feel comfortable answering this.”
“Fine. I wouldn’t have been interested in you, Luiz. I’m not attracted to you.”
Luiz wasn’t attracted to her either. “Okay, fine. How about this? Say the girl is the younger sister of the girl he was actually with, and he had a kid with this girl?”
“The younger sister?” Paige asked.
“No, the older sister, only something terrible happened. Younger sister has been watching the kid, and she was too young to know better, and I, I mean he, offered her everything.”
“What is the younger sister like?” Paige asked, yawning.
Donnie was going to be on his case, but he just needed advice, and the only person he knew who could give him that kind of advice was Paige.
Luiz smiled as he thought about Raine. “She’s smart, sweet, loving. She’s dedicated to helping to raise my—I mean his—kid.”
“Are we talking about you, Luiz?”
“No, it’s my dream.”
“Look, I don’t know who this dream girl is, and frankly, I think it’s cruel to keep her from finding her own chance at love. You’re offering yourself, or your dream you, or whatever, is making yourself seem like it’s a sacrifice to be with this person. That’s not fun for anyone, nor is it fair.”
“Luiz, it’s late, and I’m really, really tired. You’re confusing me, and I don’t think I can help you. This doesn’t sound like a dream to me.”
Before he could stop her, she had already hung up the phone, and he groaned. Great, just great. He was back to square one again, and there was no way he was going to get any damn answer.
He didn’t like Raine going on a date, and he didn’t care how nice the guy was. She belonged to him, and he wasn’t very good at sharing. He wouldn’t share her.
Entering the kitchen, Raine saw that Luiz was already at the coffee pot. The music was on, and someone was belting out an old classic. Luiz hadn’t heard her yet, and he was dancing, which she had never seen before. She couldn’t recall if he’d ever been in such a good mood to dance. Leaning against the doorframe, she folded her arms, and watched him as he sang into the spoon.
His voice was awful. She looked down his body seeing him in a pair of jeans, and green shirt. It shouldn’t have worked, yet it did. The clothes suited him, and he looked somewhat normal. Again, it was a strange thing, but she could live with it.
“I wouldn’t quit your day job,” she said, entering the kitchen. She went toward the cups and pulled one down.
“I didn’t hear anyone come in.”