MOB BOSS 3: LOVE AND RETRIBUTION (18 page)

Reno smiled. “You’re stil a smartass, aren’t you?”

“Takes one to know one, baby.”

Reno laughed, and then his looked turned somber. “Thanks,” he said to Shawna. “That’s why I wanted you with me. I knew you would act if I couldn’t.”

And to her shock he kissed her on the cheek.

“Be good, Shanks,” Trina said as she and Reno began to get into the limo. “Be good, Tommy!” she also yeled to Tommy, who was walking toward the car.

Tommy waved as he stood beside Shawna. And he and Shawna stared at the departing limo, rather than each other.

“Are they going to be alright?” Shawna asked Tommy.

Tommy thought about it. “Trina wil be just fine,” he said. “And Reno wil too. Especialy with his new plan.”

“His new plan? And what plan is that?”

“To not neglect the weightier matters.”

Shawna looked at him. Confused. Until it dawned. “The weightier matters, eh?”

Tommy didn’t think she would pursue it, but was thriled that she had. “That’s right,” he said.

“And what are the weightier matters?”

“Love, family.” Tommy looked at her. “Passion.”

Shawna felt the heat of that word as if it was alive in front of her. And then she looked once again at the limo as it drove out of the electronic gates.

“I have a job offer,” she said.

Tommy’s heart dropped. He had been dreading those very words. “Oh, yeah,” he said, attempting to remain cool. “Where?”

“Here in Seattle as it happens.”

Tommy looked at her. “Seattle? What job can you possibly have here in Seattle?”

Shawna hesitated, and then swalowed hard. “I’m going to be a wedding planner.”

Tommy’s heart wanted to take flight. He wanted to believe it. But could he? “Whose wedding,” he asked carefuly, cautiously, “are you planning?”

This time Shawna smiled. “I thought maybe ours,” she said and looked at him. “If that’s okay with you.”

Tommy’s heart soared. Was it okay? Did she just ask him if it was okay? He grabbed her and lifted her into his arms.

“Yes,” he said into her hair, his eyes now filed with tears. “Oh, yes!”

And when he sat her back on solid ground, her eyes, too, were filed with the most joyful tears she ever thought possible to shed.

She then hit him, playfuly, on the arm. “See what you made me do,” she said, unable to wipe away the tears that wouldn’t stop flowing.

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