Only With Me Read Online Kelly Elliott (With Me #2)

Categories Genre: Angst, Chick Lit, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: Series: With Me Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 97331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
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My mouth dropped open as I stared at the Maserati. I pointed. “She got into a Maserati?”

He nodded. “And it looks like she’s waiting to get out.”

“Why? What is she waiting for?”

“Or who is she waiting for?” Jim added.

Glancing his way, I frowned then glanced back to the car. “This is crazy. I trust, Gabi. What the fuck am I doing?”

Jim let out a harsh laugh. “If you trusted her, Nic, you wouldn’t be thousands of miles away from home sitting in my car reaching for my binoculars to get a better look.”

I looked down. My hand was out stretched as I waited for him to hand me the binoculars.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

He handed them to me and I could see into the car better. There was an older gentleman in the car. Gabi was facing him, her smile big and bright.

The driver’s side door opened and the older guy got out.

“Money,” Jim said. “Whoever this is, he has a shit ton of it. Look at how he’s dressed.”

I didn’t answer him as I watched the guy look around. I put the binoculars down when his eyes swept our way.

“It’s like he is looking to see if they were followed or if someone was watching,” I said.

Looking over to Jim, I added, “He’s also carrying a gun.”

He smiled. “Nice observation. Who do you think he is?”

I shook my head and looked back over at the driver. “I have no fucking clue.”

“They’re parked outside of Giovanni’s.”

“You’ve been there?”

“Sure, lots of times. It’s a nice place, one of the nicest in the city.”

The driver put his finger to his ear.

“He has an ear piece in,” Jim said.

I scrubbed my hands down my face. “What in the fuck is going on? Who are these people she is with?”

Pushing off the side of the car, the driver walked to the passenger side and opened the door.

The first thing I noticed was her beautiful leg, then the other. Reaching his hand out for Gabi’s the guy helped her out of the car. She had on a black dress and black high heels. A coat was draped over her arm and the driver motioned to put it on her.

“Seems to me she is used to this kind of behavior. Does she come from money?”

I shrugged. “I have no fucking clue. Gabi told me her parents died when she was in high school. She owns a bakery in Colorado Springs, drives a normal car and doesn’t act like she grew up with money. She doesn’t talk about her past at all, so I have no idea. She told my family she doesn’t have any real close family over here, so who is this guy?”

“Maybe a family friend or distant uncle. You said they came here every summer.”

“Yeah, maybe. She mentioned her parents owning a bakery over here that an uncle I think runs now.”

“Giovanni’s isn’t a bakery, I can tell you that.”

Another Maserati pulled up and parked behind the one Gabi had gotten out of. Two guys got out of the front, both looked like cops.

“Know them?” I asked as I handed him the glasses.

Jim grabbed the binoculars. “What in the fuck?”

“What?” I asked.

“Yeah, I know them. They’re police officers.”

“From the US?”

He shook his head. “No. They’re um . . . they’re Padua officers. Looks like they’re working part-time or undercover.” He looked over at me and gave me a look that said shit just got real.

My stomach dropped. “What? W-why . . . how does she . . . fucking hell.”

The one guy opened up the back door and a guy stepped out. He was dressed in a long black coat and had his back to us.

“Can you see his face?” I asked.

Jim cursed. “No, he is looking directly at Gabi.”

Gabi smiled and her face lit up so bright I felt sick. Whoever this guy was, she was happy as hell to see him.

Then it happened.

She ran to him. The smile on her face clearly showed how much she longed to be in his arms.

My heart slammed against my chest when her body crashed into the stranger. Her arms swung around his neck as his wrapped her up tight. When he leaned down to kiss her, I looked away.

It felt as if someone was sitting on my chest and I couldn’t breathe. How could she do this to me?

This is exactly why I never wanted to fall in love.

Jim was staring at me, and I couldn’t take the pity in his eyes. “Another man,” he said more than asked.

“Appears to be,” I said, forcing myself to look back at them. Anger and betrayal swept through my body. When he spun her around in his arms and her head flew back, my throat tightened. I couldn’t take looking at them. “Let’s go.”

“You don’t want to know who he is?”


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