Hannah and the Hitman

Chapter 61

61

JACK

Hannah had never talked with a guy like Reggiano before. She might’ve thrown Smitty around, but he’d been harmless to her with me and Dax feet away and ready to step in. He was an asshole, especially to his ex, but he wasn’t anywhere near the level of dangerous and ruthless as a mafia boss.

All things considered she was taking the phone call pretty well. Maybe it was the orgasm.

“You okay, gorgeous?” I asked, stroking a hand over her hair.

She stared at her phone. Nodded. I pulled her onto my lap. Maybe not the best idea since we were naked, and I felt my cum that had slipped from her coat my thigh. Now I was hard again.

Surprise, surprise.

She nodded woodenly .

“You sure we have to save them?” I wondered.

Her head popped up and she stared at me wide eyed. It was really fucking hard to hold a straight face. Then she laughed.

“I don’t know what Sal Reggiano looks like, but I can see him sitting in my parents’ living room right now listening to my mother talk about side dishes and Briana trying to flirt with him. He may run off before an hour.”

I grinned. “You really are ruthless.”

She shrugged and I kissed that bare shoulder.

“What are we going to do, Jack?” Her voice was soft. Scared. Not the tone I liked to hear from my adventurous, brave girl.

“Besides save your clueless family from being executed by a mafia boss?”

Her mouth turned up in a tiny smile. “Yeah. Besides that.”

“I’ve got a few ideas.” Leaning to the side, I grabbed my cell from the nightstand and dialed a number.

“Are you going to kill him?” she asked.

I wanted to. Sal wanted me dead, and he was threatening Hannah. I wouldn’t lose sleep over it. But a rogue hitman going after a mafia boss? I was as good as dead. No, Sal Reggiano had to be killed in a very specific way.

“If we do this right, someone will do it for me,” I said, then the call connected. “Paul. I think we have a mutual problem.”