Somebody's Angel (#5 in a Military Romance / BDSM Romance series) (Rescue Me) by Kallypso Masters
Authors: Kallypso Masters
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promise me you’ll talk with him when you calm down. I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding.”
Angelina didn’t know what to say to that. She was so confused. Hurt.
Carmella brushed her hair behind her ear. “Marc didn’t have it easy growing up.”
I don’t want to hear this.
“Second son in a competitive Italian family is not an enviable position, as I’m sure you know. Mama doted on Gino. When Marc realized there really wasn’t anything expected of him here at the resort, he pretty much did as he pleased.”
“That doesn’t sound so rough to me.”
“Kids need structure and boundaries. He pretty much ran wild. Got into some minor trouble, but that was because he had no responsibilities other than a few minor resort-related chores.” Carmella took a sip of her coffee then continued. “Marc has been in love with the mountains his whole life. He’d spend days out in nature. Alone. When I was older, sometimes he took me with him. He really is in his element out there.”
I know all that . “Why are you telling me this?”
Carmella took another sip. “After Gino was killed and Marc was thrust into running the resort, I watched him start to die inside. It made me sick to see him behind that desk, looking out the window at the mountains that couldn’t provide comfort to him anymore. He was miserable but thought he needed to assume the responsibility of being the eldest son and fulfill Gino’s role as resort manager.”
Being in nature calmed Marc. He’d even managed to get Angelina out on an overnight camping trip during Indian summer. With him beside her, the wide open spaces hadn’t seemed as frightening, although they’d slept inside his business manager Brian Maxwell’s hunting cabin all but the first night. Feeling his arms around her as they snuggled in the sleeping bag…
No. She needed to stop thinking about being with Marc.
He lied to me. Again.
“Joining the Navy was the best thing he could have done.” Clearly, Carmella was going to finish Marc’s story whether Angelina wanted to listen or not. “Actually, it helped a lot of us in the family. Poor Sandro was destined to be as miserable as Marc but for the opposite reason. He loved business and running the resort, but the chances of him taking over the mantle of management were slim as long as he had an older brother in that role. It was even worse as the baby sister.”
Tell me about it. “I certainly can relate to being the baby sister.”
The two of them smiled at each other, and Angelina relaxed a bit.
“When Marc enlisted and put me in charge of scheduling activities and lessons, I was in heaven. Even Mama, once she got over Marc’s leaving the family like that, seemed to take charge of many things she’d let go after Gino’s death. She’d been so devastated to lose him. All of us were, but especially Mama.”
Tears shone in the other woman’s eyes, and Angelina couldn’t help but reach out and squeeze her hand across the small table. “I can’t imagine how hard it must have been for all of you to lose your brother. I have four, and if anything…” She couldn’t even continue that unfathomable thought.
Mio Dio , she hoped Tony would take it slow on the mountain roads tonight. What if he…? Her heart pounded in her ears. She wanted to call him, tell him she was okay now and to slow down, but she didn’t want him to answer the phone while he was driving either.
What a mess she’d made of things, acting part drama queen, part teenager. Why did she jump to the worst possible conclusion without even talking with Marc? If he truly had lied to her, she could deal with that later. She needed to go back to the resort and wait for Marc to come in off the slopes. He deserved a chance to explain what had happened with Melissa after Gino died, rather than have her jump to conclusions based on what a vindictive old flame had said. That woman wasn’t one to be trusted. She obviously still had a thing for Marc. Who
Angelina didn’t know what to say to that. She was so confused. Hurt.
Carmella brushed her hair behind her ear. “Marc didn’t have it easy growing up.”
I don’t want to hear this.
“Second son in a competitive Italian family is not an enviable position, as I’m sure you know. Mama doted on Gino. When Marc realized there really wasn’t anything expected of him here at the resort, he pretty much did as he pleased.”
“That doesn’t sound so rough to me.”
“Kids need structure and boundaries. He pretty much ran wild. Got into some minor trouble, but that was because he had no responsibilities other than a few minor resort-related chores.” Carmella took a sip of her coffee then continued. “Marc has been in love with the mountains his whole life. He’d spend days out in nature. Alone. When I was older, sometimes he took me with him. He really is in his element out there.”
I know all that . “Why are you telling me this?”
Carmella took another sip. “After Gino was killed and Marc was thrust into running the resort, I watched him start to die inside. It made me sick to see him behind that desk, looking out the window at the mountains that couldn’t provide comfort to him anymore. He was miserable but thought he needed to assume the responsibility of being the eldest son and fulfill Gino’s role as resort manager.”
Being in nature calmed Marc. He’d even managed to get Angelina out on an overnight camping trip during Indian summer. With him beside her, the wide open spaces hadn’t seemed as frightening, although they’d slept inside his business manager Brian Maxwell’s hunting cabin all but the first night. Feeling his arms around her as they snuggled in the sleeping bag…
No. She needed to stop thinking about being with Marc.
He lied to me. Again.
“Joining the Navy was the best thing he could have done.” Clearly, Carmella was going to finish Marc’s story whether Angelina wanted to listen or not. “Actually, it helped a lot of us in the family. Poor Sandro was destined to be as miserable as Marc but for the opposite reason. He loved business and running the resort, but the chances of him taking over the mantle of management were slim as long as he had an older brother in that role. It was even worse as the baby sister.”
Tell me about it. “I certainly can relate to being the baby sister.”
The two of them smiled at each other, and Angelina relaxed a bit.
“When Marc enlisted and put me in charge of scheduling activities and lessons, I was in heaven. Even Mama, once she got over Marc’s leaving the family like that, seemed to take charge of many things she’d let go after Gino’s death. She’d been so devastated to lose him. All of us were, but especially Mama.”
Tears shone in the other woman’s eyes, and Angelina couldn’t help but reach out and squeeze her hand across the small table. “I can’t imagine how hard it must have been for all of you to lose your brother. I have four, and if anything…” She couldn’t even continue that unfathomable thought.
Mio Dio , she hoped Tony would take it slow on the mountain roads tonight. What if he…? Her heart pounded in her ears. She wanted to call him, tell him she was okay now and to slow down, but she didn’t want him to answer the phone while he was driving either.
What a mess she’d made of things, acting part drama queen, part teenager. Why did she jump to the worst possible conclusion without even talking with Marc? If he truly had lied to her, she could deal with that later. She needed to go back to the resort and wait for Marc to come in off the slopes. He deserved a chance to explain what had happened with Melissa after Gino died, rather than have her jump to conclusions based on what a vindictive old flame had said. That woman wasn’t one to be trusted. She obviously still had a thing for Marc. Who
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