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“I’m a friend now?” I question him.
He leans forward on his forearms. “Sure, let’s start with friends.”
“Fuck,” someone curses loudly as they slam their hands onto the table.
“Don’t be a sore loser, Andro,” a voice tells him.
“Fuck you,” he practically growls, followed by the sound of a chair’s legs scraping across the floor. “I’m getting a drink,” he says, and the energy shifts around the bar as I feel him head toward us.
“Think your husband is getting jealous.” Val grins as he throws back the rest of his drink. “You want one?” he asks his cousin.
“Of course I do. Why the hell else would I be over here?”
Oh, he’s grumpy.
Val gives me a smirk. “Thought you were coming to check in on the two of us.”
I dare to look up at Alessandro from the corner of my eye as I finish off my drink.
“Why would I do that?” he snips.
Val laughs. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because I’ve been hitting on your wife.” I still at his honesty. This isn’t going to end well.
Alessandro turns and glares at me. “Something smells like it’s burning.”
Oh shit.
I jump up and race over to the oven and he’s right. I open the oven door and a bit of steamy smoke comes out. I wave it away as I pull out the pizza—the crust is a little burnt. Dammit, I was trying to make a good impression with the boys. I pull it out and start cutting it up, trying to scrape off as much of the burnt crust as I can. I grab the other items, put them on trays, and leave them on the kitchen counter so that they can come and grab what they want to eat.
“Here you go,” I call out to them.
The four of them come over and start digging in, and I grab a plate for myself.
“Next time you wanna play housewife, maybe stop flirting with my family, then maybe dinner won’t get ruined,” Alessandro whispers as he passes by, filling up his plate.
“You sound jealous,” I bite back.
“Never, and not of a Fiorenzo,” Alessandro says, leveling me with a stare.
We’re back here again.
Whatever. This food is delicious, and I’m going to enjoy it.
18
ALESSANDRO
I’ve sat and watched Valentino and Natalia flirt with each other all night and it’s put me off my game. I’m losing nearly every hand. And that never happens.
“Hey, Natalia, come join us,” Val calls out to her as she cleans up in the kitchen.
“No,” I hiss at my cousin.
“Fuck you,” he bites back.
“I’m not very good,” Natalia says.
“I’ll help you,” Val adds.
