Before She Could Catch Herself A Sigh Left Raegan's Red Lips As She Subtly Rolled Her Eyes In Vinny's

Before she could catch herself a sigh left Raegan's red lips as she subtly rolled her eyes in Vinny's direction. The tone of his voice letting her know exactly what kind of mood he was in. She knew she didn't have to say a word, he knew how she liked to be treated. He spoiled her after all, his explanation quickly followed delivered at a much lower octave. Vinny knew precisely what she wanted from him, it's been what she's always wanted from him but knows how complicated his world is. The features on the blonde's face softened as he effortlessly communicated what led him to lose his temper with her, even for a moment. "You don't think I miss you?" she asked incredulously standing up from her perch on the ottoman in the sitting room of their suite, hands on her hips defiantly. "I'm on tour, it's not like I'm parading around the city on dates every night." realizing her own tone she stiffened as he made his way over to her and she knew she couldn't stay mad at him for long especially with his skin touching hers in any capacity. Her blue eyes met his brown smoldering gaze as he apologized; she couldn't help but reach out and grab the sides of his t-shirt. "Why don't we try to get a little more comfortable?" She suggested before a smirk creeped onto her face. "Maybe you'd rather blow off some steam instead." she laughed leaning up on her tippy toes to kiss her taller counterpart, not able to stand not being closer to him for a second longer.

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'