“You bitch! You broke my nose! What the fuck!” Boobzilla was holding her bloodsoaked face. I waited for the backlash, but after the abrupt silence, one of the women in the bathroom started clapping. Soon, others joined in as Bria and I stood, mouths agape.
“Suck it, Anna! You had that coming!” A skinny blonde in a very short skirt was winking at Bria. She looked pretty pleased.
Bria dusted off her hands. “I hope this is the end of our discussions, Anna.” We left the bathroom before there was any more trouble.
“You’re hired,” I said to Bria. “If I need help with Gino, you’ll be the first to know.”
“I better get you out of here before the bitch comes looking for revenge.” Bria took my arm and led me back to our table, zippy quick.
“Let me guess, long line?” Fabio was grinning.
“Funny story, actually, hon. I’ll bring you up to speed later.”
“What the hell do you two get up to in there?” Joe asked.
“Just kicking ass and taking names, my love.”
JOE
On our way home from the club, Ella told me what had happened in the bathroom. I laughed until my gut hurt. In my mind’s eye, I could see Bria whipping Anna’s ass. It must have been spectacular.
“Beaten up by a ballerina, was she? She’s never gonna get over this one. I better hire a bodyguard to protect you, ASAP.”
“I think she’s going to be busy for a while. That nose is going to need some remodeling.”
“What do you say we have a get-together with the gang tomorrow for lunch?” Ella suggested.
“That’s a great idea. We haven’t seen Mario and Franco in a while. Would be nice to catch up and see what the confirmed bachelors have been up to since Fabio and I retired from the scene.”
“I’m sure there are countless Boobzillas out there pining away for you two.” Ella put the back of her hand to her forehead, feigning horror.
“Okay, that’s enough for one night, Bruce Lee’s sidekick. I better get you to bed and show you who’s boss around here.”
“Oooh, promise?”
When we got home, Ella walked ahead of me to the front door. When she’d unlocked the door and entered the house, I followed on her heels and closed the door with my foot. Before she could reach the end of the hallway and switch on the lights, I pulled her to me, her back pressed up against my raging erection.
I kissed her neck and ran my tongue around her ear—I smiled as the goosebumps careened down her back and her arms. Neither one of us spoke, unwilling to pierce the magical moment with words. She reached behind her back and felt for my hard-on. Her touch sent shivers through me as she unzipped my pants.
Ella stroked me slowly, sensually, as I held on to her perky breasts and tweaked her erect nipples. With my left hand, I reached beneath her dress and pushed her panties to one side. She was so wet it set my sex on fire with anticipation. I stroked her swollen, velvety lips, caressing them as she moaned, her breath quickening.
Slowly, I walked her toward the sofa in the living room. She let go of me for long enough so I could step out of my pants and skilfully remove her panties. We were breathing hard. I lifted her dress up to her hips as I leaned her over the back of the sofa. She spread her legs wide, inviting me in. She gasped as I slid my hard, warm shaft into her wet core. I pushed my hands under her dress to reach her naked breasts, her nipples hard to my touch. We rocked in perfect sync as we worshiped each other’s bodies. When my legs could barely hold me, I shot my come deep into her. Her sex clenched against my hard rod as she climaxed.
“I love you, Ella,” I said as I lay my head on her back.
“I love you too, my handsome.”
I carried my princess off to bed. I pretty much fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow—blissful sleep.
ELEANORA
Early Sunday morning, I summoned the gang for lunch. Everyone was in, especially Mario, who loved my cooking. Bria came around mid-morning to keep me company as I whipped up a proper Italian feast. Fabio and Joe were at the gym for a workout, so Bria and I were left alone to shoot the breeze in peace.
The phone rang, and Bria hopped off the counter and answered. “Prince and Princess Coli’s residence, how can I help you?”
Her expression turned from playful and sparkly to irritated, as she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. “Oh, hi, Gino. I’m fine thanks. The boys aren’t here. I’ll tell Joe you called. Yes, Ella’s here. Just a minute, I’ll call her.”
She put her hand over the receiver and said, “Guess who.”
I rolled my eyes and let out an expletive before I took the phone from Bria.
“Hi, Gino. What’s up?”
“Hi, Ella. How are you?”
“Fine, thanks. What can I do for you?”
“I’m calling to invite you and Joe to my place for dinner on Wednesday. Is that convenient for you?”
I did not see that coming. “Uhm, let me check with Joe, and one of us will get back to you tomorrow. Is that okay?”
“Great, I’ll talk to you soon. Ciao.”
“What was that all about?” Bria was chewing on a celery stick.
“He’s invited Joe and me to dinner. That’s a first.”
“Are you gonna go?”
“I guess we’ll have to. We don’t want to stir up more shit. Maybe this is his way of making up for
