Vito locked his doors, “you don’t travel much.

“Where are we?” You asked getting out of his car after an hour drive. You giggled when a piece of his greased hair fell forward onto his forehead. Vito gave a big grin, “I try.” You looked up from your plate to see Vito quickly looking away from you. You took a quick bite of bacon and chewed, “well, work doesn’t really need me today. Why are you desperate to leave?” He asked. “I know this sounds strange, but could you take me with you?” You asked waiting to hear a no. You watched the puffs of smoke leave his mouth. “Well sweetie, it’s classified,” he pulled a cigarette out of a box and lit it. “Why do you gotta leave town?” You tried to ask. But when I stepped in, you were like a magnet. My name’s Vito, Vito Scaletta,” he said as his eyes looked up and down your body.Ĭatching his eyes in the act you again blushed a deep red, “so why are you here Vito?” Vito rummaged in his leather jacket, “well, that’s classified. You felt like staring into them was a sin. H-how about yours?” You asked looking up to his dark blue eyes. The man gave a daring smile, “what’s your name doll?” He asked with his husky voice. You blushed and looked down to your eggs.

You decided to have a stop for breakfast this morning before work. “Well hello doll,” a dark haired Italian sat at your table.

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