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Stacy — What are we? (1)

작가: Scarlett Jane
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-06-28 09:54:35

"Jason Segel kills in this role," said Kenny with a chuckle, truly the biggest fan since Segel's How I Met Your Mother days.

"Of course, we all know the greatest actor on Shrinking is—" Marlene began.

Kenny jumped out of his seat next to her and said with a goofy smile, "The icon, the legend—"

Marlene lit up when we all collectively chimed in, "Harrison Ford."

It was one of those moments where nothing funny really happened, but you laughed anyway.

Nice, Marlene. Getting up to speed on a show to meet the friends equals mega girlfriend points.

The doorbell rang and Kenny rose to his feet again, clearly a nervous ball of energy.

"Food. I'll get it," he said, speeding out of the living room.

"I better go and help," said Marlene, following him out.

It's been a month since the wake. I haven't really thought about Jenny or my mom much, on account of all the sneaking around Scott and I have been doing. I had this theory that surely by now Kenny must know
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    Stacy mouthed see and I struggled not to go into stitches. Then she grabbed my hand again and squeezed hard, smiling sweetly up at the waitress while staring daggers at her. Instead of walking away from the crazy chick sitting across from me, as I no doubt would have done if it were anyone else, I indulged her. "You have huge jugs," I said to Stacy, looking her directly in the eyes. She squeezed my hand again, indicating that I wasn't done. "Your tits look amazing when you're braless," I said, feeling my ears reddening. Subtle, Scott. At least Stacy was pleased, beaming from ear to ear. The waitress, somewhat uncomfortable now, withdrew from the table, stood up straight and tried again, "Can I offer you anything to start with?" "Fuck," I muttered under my breath. "I'll have the lobster," I said looking up at her, still trying not to laugh, not sure if lobster was even on the menu. "Will that be

  • His Mafia Princess    Scott — Our first official date (2)

    "Good night and good luck," they said together and the call ended. I had a few minutes to get it together before Stacy walked out of the bedroom in an olive green dress. It was my favorite thing on her. She wore it on our first unofficial date after we got together. I can't believe I'm now separating our dates into official and unofficial. Everything about us being whatever the fuck we were for the last six months was now triggering to me. "You look beautiful. You're always beautiful," I said, holding my hand out to her. "Thanks," she said, beaming at me as she took my hand in hers. I told her this was only happening if we could ditch the feds by going out through the fire escape and catching a cab, as I didn't feel like being stalked all night. After some reluctance, she agreed. She refused to give up the small show of intimacy of holding my hand, reclaiming it right after we got into the cab and then again when we got to the hotel

  • His Mafia Princess    Scott — Our first official date (1)

    It was the night before the wedding and I was sitting on the couch watching TV alone, trying not to lose my shit. Everything hurt. It didn't help that Stacy had spent most of the last three days either with Tessa and Tony or making preparations for Jeff to receive the intel he needed to audit Don Angelo's favorite company. All while I was being babysat, courtesy of Stacy and Jeff. A squad car was parked out front. When I did go out, they followed. She said she was working on something with Tessa and Tony to strengthen her bluff, like that was enough to excuse her absence when she might be walking out of my life tomorrow. It already felt like she was gone. "Hey," she said into my ear, startling me. "I'm home. Want to hang out?" I was so in my own head, I didn't even hear her come through the door. I wanted to lash out, to bring up all the reasons why I didn't fucking want to be near her. After ghosting me for three days, she suddenly thought I was worth

  • His Mafia Princess    Scott — Protect Scott

    We met Jeff at the same diner as last time as per his request. I wasn't happy about this, considering how things ended last time, but the situation had taken a drastic turn and these were desperate times. We had barely sat down when Jeff was out the gate, already on the offensive. "What will it take to get you to leave my son alone?" he asked, suddenly father of the fucking year. "Don't pull that shit. Don't pretend you care who I have in my life when you're not even in it," I said, unable to not be triggered by Jeff, even after promising myself that I'd keep it together for her. I already had Stacy saying I made her feel like we were a mistake going round and round in my head. Her saying those words was my worst fear come to life. Or at least what I thought was my worst fear, until I was once again faced with losing her. Did I spend six months making her feel unwanted? Unhappy? Miserable? The rest of th

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    If my whole world wasn't crumbling right before my very eyes, I'd want to move heaven and earth to remove the pained look in his eyes. As it was though, I was freaking out. Seven years worth of going back to Don Angelo so that one day, when I was brave enough, I could leave him behind for good. Seven years of saying goodbye to Scott over and over, praying I'd make it back to him. All of that couldn't just be gone. "Not now. I have somewhere to be," I said, trying to hide my distress. "I'll drive," he said, fishing his keys out of his pocket. There was no time to argue with him. I got into the car next to him and let him drive. Not a single doubt remained in my mind. I didn't even try to keep looking on my laptop, because I knew I wouldn't find it. I was hacked. At a coffee shop. On campus. Doesn't matter where. At some point, I had my defenses down long enough for Don Angelo to get someone to hack my cloud.

  • His Mafia Princess    Stacy — Don Angelo's move (1)

    When Scott got home two hours later, we all went over and convened at the Cattaneo estate to discuss Luca and Jenny's marriage. "Let's talk terms," said Luca, as a servant came in and set down a tray with four glasses of Scotch on it. "I thought we did that already," said Jenny. "You want to marry a Luciano. I want to find Peter's killer. What else is there to discuss?" "Don Angelo's condition," said Luca, claiming his glass before taking a seat across from Scott, Jenny and I. "I thought he already gave his blessing," I said, but honestly I should have seen this coming. Olive branch, my ass. What was he planning? "Let me guess: it has to do with Stacy," said Scott, who was notably uncomfortable with us being here. He wanted to drop Jenny off and be on our way, but I had to make sure that Luca would go through with this first. "It's a simple request. He want

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