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Before more doubts could creep in, I called him. It took four rings before he answered.
“Mi amor.” He sounded distracted. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, I know you’re busy this week, but I was wondering if you’ll be around on Thursday.”
A male voice called to him in the background, but he answered me. “Ahhh, I can be. Why? Do you have something planned?”
“Not yet.”
“So?” He dragged out the word.
“It’s my birthday, and I was hoping to spend it with you. At least the night.”
He cursed under his breath, but I caught it. “I didn’t know.”
“I don’t normally make a big deal out of it, and we don’t have to this year. I know we’re still getting to know each other, and you’re busy.”
“No. I’m never too busy for you. Of course we’ll go out and celebrate. We can go to one of my restaurants.”
“Actually, I was kind of wanting to go dancing. It’s been so long and––”
“Then one of my clubs. I’ll reserve the entire upper floor.”
“Oh, that would be nice.” I made my disappointment clear.
“That’s not what you want?”
“It’s just one of the women I was at a luncheon with last week mentioned a new place she found. She said the DJ was amazing, and she and her friends had so much fun.”
“What’s the name?”
“Tartare, which is a weird name, but maybe they’re trying to say they’re fresh or raw?” I babbled while his silence built. “It’s probably not your normal vibe, but I thought it would be fun to go somewhere that doesn’t feel like you have to be on duty. You won’t have to have your owner hat on, you know?”
He didn’t speak.
“Baby?” I bit my lip as Marco chuckled quietly.
He cleared his throat. “Sorry, yeah. I’ve heard of that place.”
“She mentioned it can be hard to get in. Do you think that will be a problem? I don’t mind waiting in line.”
Marco fell back, clutching his stomach, and I waved my hand for him to be quiet. I just majorly insulted Alessio, but Millie was ignorant enough about his business to get away with it.
“It’s not that.”
“It’s not owned by Brazzi, is it?” I groaned. “Of course he’s involved with the one place I want to go.”
“He’s not,” he quickly assured me.
“Oh, well, if you don’t think you can make it happen, I understand. I could try calling and seeing if my name gets us anywhere.”
“No, amor, it’s fine. I’ll take care of it.”
“You’re sure? I don’t want to ask for too much,” I needled.
“You ask for nothing. This is the least I can do.”
I grinned. “Thank you, baby.”
