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“We can’t make it look like Dante and Ren are coming with us,” Elio murmurs, his hand gently squeezing mine. “We’ll tell everyone they’re driving us to the airport, two hours away, to throw off any suspicion.”
I take a deep breath, my eyes sweeping across the reception hall, where my family is gathered, celebrating our union. “Okay,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s do this.”
Elio gives me a reassuring smile, and together, we make our way through the crowd, Renzo and Dante trailing behind us. As we approach my family, I feel a pang of guilt, knowing that I’m about to leave them, even if it’s just for a short while.
“Mama, Papa,” I say, my voice trembling slightly. “Elio and I are leaving for the airport now for our honeymoon. Dante and Ren are going to drive us there.”
My mother’s brows furrow, a look of concern crossing her face. “So soon, mi hija?” she asks, her gaze flicking between Elio and me.
I nod, offering her a reassuring smile. “Yes, Mama. We want to make the most of our honeymoon.” I glance at Elio, my heart swelling with love at the adoration in his eyes.
My father steps forward, his expression unreadable. “Be safe, Camila,” he says, his voice gruff. He pulls me into a tight embrace, and I feel the tension in my body melt away.
Sergio wraps me in a bear hug, chuckling softly. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, sis,” he teases, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
I laugh, my arms tightening around him. “I’ll try my best,” I murmur, kissing his cheek.
As I pull away, I catch Renzo and Dante exchanging a meaningful glance, and I feel a flutter of anticipation in my stomach. This honeymoon is going to be unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.
With one last round of hugs and well wishes, Elio and I make our way toward the exit, Renzo and Dante close behind us. I can’t help but feel a twinge of sadness as I leave my family, but the promise of what lies ahead is enough to keep me moving forward, my hand firmly in Elio’s.
We arrive in Panama, and our overwater villa is stunning and serene. Stepping inside, my eyes are immediately drawn to the door to the bedroom where there’s a gigantic bed, a perfect fit for the four of us. Elio wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
“Welcome to our honeymoon suite, Mrs. Barone,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. A shiver runs down my spine at his words.
“I can’t believe I’m actually here with all of you,” I say, my gaze sweeping over Renzo, Elio, and Dante.
Ren chuckles, sinking into one of the plush chairs. “Well, get used to it, bookworm. You’re stuck with us now.”
I playfully stick my tongue out at him, earning a low rumble of laughter from Dante as he moves to the mini-fridge. “Starving, anyone? I’m ordering us some room service.”
I sink into the plush chair beside Renzo, relishing how the soft fabric envelops me. The four of us have been through so much to get to this point, and now we’re finally here, together, on our honeymoon.
Ren leans back, propping his feet up on the coffee table. “So, what’s the plan for tonight, huh? I’ve ordered some pizza and how about we crack open a few beers?”
Elio rolls his eyes, but I can see the fondness in his expression. “Always thinking with your stomach, Renzo. Don’t you think we should do something a little more romantic?”
Dante chuckles as he returns from the mini-fridge, handing us a cold bottle. “Come on, Elio. We all know Ren’s idea of romance involves a lot of grease and carbs.”
I laugh, taking a sip of my beer. “I don’t know, I kind of like Ren’s plan. Pizza and beer sounds perfect to me.”
Ren grins, bumping his shoulder against mine. “See, Camila gets it. You two need to loosen up a bit.”
Before Elio can retort, there’s a knock at the door. Dante sets down his beer and goes to answer it, returning a moment later with a stack of pizza boxes. “Alright, dig in,” he says, setting the boxes on the coffee table.
We each grab a slice, the delicious aroma filling the air. I take a bite, savoring the flavors, and let out a contented sigh.
“This is perfect,” I murmur, glancing around at the three men I love more than anything.
Renzo reaches over, plucking a pepperoni off my slice and popping it into his mouth. “Damn straight it is. Nothing beats pizza and beer with the people you love.”
Elio nods in agreement, his eyes soft as he gazes at me. “You got that right. I’m glad we’re all here together.”
Dante raises his bottle, a warm smile on his face. “To us. May our honeymoon be filled with nothing but love and happiness.”
We all eat in comfortable silence until Ren pipes up. “Shall we move on to the romantic part of the evening?”
I take another sip of my beer, savoring the crisp, hoppy flavor. “What is the romantic part?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
