Mom relaxed into me. “That makes me feel a whole lot better.”
Blanca, sitting across from us, said something in Spanish. I looked at her.
“Pardon?” I asked.
She shook her head but Gloria answered.
“She said you were worth the wait.”
I clutched the handkerchief tighter.
Yeesh.
Was I in trouble or what?
“Thank you,” was al I could think to say.
It was then Ada shuffled up, her eyes gleaming and she pointed to Vance.
“That boy over there is a bounty hunter and he’s got a motorcycle and he said he’d take me for a ride.” Dear Lord.
I visualized Ada on the back of Vance’s Harley and I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing.
Mace disappeared, but Eddie came back and I wasn’t certain I could read his face, except for the fact that whatever he was thinking was not good.
I got up and went to him. The minute I came within reach, he grabbed my hand and pul ed me closer, sliding an arm low around my waist, he drew me into his body and touched his lips to mine.
“Gotta get to work,” he said when he was done.
“Gotta get to work,” he said when he was done.
Hmm. He was trying an avoidance tactic.
“How’d it go with Mace?” I asked, not letting him get away with it.
His eyes flickered, not a good sign.
“He’s clear where I stand.”
This wasn’t a lot of information.
“Eddie…”
The hand not around my waist went to my neck and his eyes locked on mine.
“Stay away from Mace,” he said.
Uh-oh.
“What’s that mean?” I asked.
“It means stay away from Mace,” he said.
“Eddie.”
He pul ed me deeper.
“Mace knows where I stand, I know where Mace stands.
Now that I know, I’m asking you, stay away from Mace.” My eyes bugged out.
What did that mean?
No, I didn’t want to know.
I tried for assurance.
“I never see Mace, he’s a night time person.”
“Good.” He did another lip touch, so I guess he was assured, then he said, “I talked to Lee, you got protection anytime you aren’t with me. First up is Matt.” No.
No, no, no.
“Eddie! I can’t…”
“I’m not arguing about this Chiquita. I’ve been a party to scenes like we just had when we walked in here, but I’ve always been the man removed. Don’t like bein’ part of the scene or people I respect breaking brooms and gettin’ in my face. You’re not with me, you got a bodyguard. End of discussion.”
I pul ed out The Glare, it was real y just for show and Eddie knew it, which had to be why he smiled.
“You’re adorable,” he said.
“Am not,” I returned.
He did another lip touch, this one was a new one. It lasted longer and included a tongue touch.
It was yum.
I hit a ful -on Eddie Daze, he tucked my hair behind my ear then he was gone.
*
Ten minutes after Eddie left, Daisy strol ed in. It was bad timing. Things were beginning to calm down.
Trixie went back to her salon and Gloria took Blanca home. Ada was spending the day at the coffee house with Mom while Tex and I worked. Lottie and Indy had gone down the street to Walgreen’s to get a newspaper so Lottie could look for apartments. Tod and Stevie both had flights so they went home. The Wild Bunch and Hank disbursed, leaving Matt behind.
Daisy took one look at me and skidded to a halt on her platform, denim-covered boot that had shiny rivets and rhinestones up the sides.
“Wel , ain’t that just peachy!” she snapped in a tone that said she felt it was anything but peachy, “You get a scar, Sugar, I’m rippin’ Vince Fratel i’s face off with my goddamned fingernails!”
Um… eek!
“Daisy, I’m okay,” I said for the mil ionth time that day.
She put up The Hand.
“This is al Marcus’s fault. I gave him what for last night and don’t think I didn’t. He’s promised to fix it. He don’t, I’m cuttin’ off his water, you know what I’m sayin’?” Actual y, I didn’t, but she was on a rol so I didn’t have to wait for an explanation.
“He don’t get a piece of me until I make sure no more pieces of you come flying off. Comprende? You and me just got to set a meeting between Marcus and Eddie and we’l get this shit sorted.”
This was not good. I didn’t think Eddie was going to be jumping for joy at the idea of a sit down with Marcus.
Of course, Daisy, who knew everything, already had it figured out.
“Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, darlin’. I know our boys aren’t the best of friends. We just need to get them both seconds. Keep the peace. Marcus has picked Smithie, I figure Lee’l sit in for Eddie.”
“Daisy…”
Up came The Hand again.