I Got Pregnant by My Boss, the Mob Heir, So He Put a Ring on It novel · Chapter 4 of 24

Chapter 4: The Tow Girl

At nine the next morning a housekeeper knocked and told me breakfast was in the dining room.

I had slept three hours with the Finnish note folded in my bra.

I came down the staircase in yesterday's work pants and a clean thermal, with my braid still wet.

The dining room table sat twenty.

Salvatore sat at its head, with his coffee and his folded newspaper.

Gio sat at his right hand and did not look up when I came in.

Down the left side sat three women in black cardigans, all past sixty, with identical gold crosses at their throats.

Lorenzo sat across from them with his left arm in a sling.

He had changed his coat for a pressed white shirt, and he had shaved.

He saw me and smiled with all his teeth.

"Here she is," he said.

"The tow girl."

The aunts turned their heads together.

"Sit, Raisa," Salvatore said.

"Beside Giovanni, please."

I looked at the chair he meant.

It was set a full arm's length from Gio's, at the far end of the family, where a servant or a guest would sit.

I looked at the empty place across from Lorenzo.

I walked around the table and sat in it.

It put me directly between the aunts and the old man, with my back to the windows and a view of every face.

Nobody spoke.

The housekeeper set a plate of eggs in front of me.

I thought of the note in my bra.

I picked up the coffee instead and drank it black.

"She drinks coffee," the oldest aunt said, to nobody.

"In her condition."

"One cup is fine," I said.

"My doctor says so."

"You have a doctor already."

"I'm twenty-seven," I said.

"I have a doctor."

Lorenzo laughed.

"She's got a mouth," he said.

"I like that.

"It's a mouth you hear on a two a.m. call, shouting at a drunk about the price of a tow."

"The price was eighty-five dollars," I said.

"He paid it."

"Of course he did," Lorenzo said, smooth.

"They always do, for you.

"Gio's tow girl."

"Lorenzo," Gio said, without lifting his eyes from his plate.

It was the mildest voice I had ever heard from him.

The middle aunt dabbed her mouth with a napkin.

"A girl from the yard," she said.

"A girl who drives a truck at night.

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