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"You remind us of our husbands when we met them." Nikolai wipes a tear from his eye. "My sweet boy Christian was easily as bratty as you."
"I’m not bratty." I stick my nose in the air. "I tell it like it is."
Just then, the eight New York boys rush up from the beach.
"Daddy!" Romeo shouts, leaping into Igor’s arms. "I’m soooo glad you’re here."
"We thought customs would never let you in." Lucas buries Demetri in a hug. "I was so scared, Daddy."
Demetri massages Lucas’s waist. "Daddy will always meet you where you are, boy. He won’t let any obstacles get in his way."
"Rosy was lonely without you, Daddy." Karter sniffles as he hands Timofey his ducky stuffy.
Timofey holds Karter’s ducky, then presses it to his chest. "I should’ve accepted your gift to pack Rosy in my travel briefcase. That was an oversight on my part."
Karter pokes Timofey’s nose. "Next time, you’d better listen to me."
Macon tosses his unicorn stuffy at Aleksei. "There you are. Took you long enough—we have a video to shoot."
Aleksei scowls at Macon. "You wanna be a brat to me in front of my brothers, do it at your own peril."
Christian grins as he turns to me. "Macon is by far the brattiest of the bunch. Don’t worry—Aleksei will put him in his place."
Aleksei takes Macon over his lap and rips off his pink swim trunks.
Macon squeals, his white cheeks jiggling as Aleksei brings his palm down with a resoundingslap.
"Wow." Preston looks at Macon and Aleksei. "I should be brattier."
Sasha kisses Preston’s cheek. "No, you shouldn’t. You’re perfect the way you are."
Preston blushes as Sasha hands him a monkey stuffy. "You packed my monkey like I asked."
"Of course I did. I’d never come to Italy without it, sweet one. My little singer wouldn’t survive without Little Monkey."
Preston presses his hands to his heart—and blurts out a tune.
Bentley rolls his eyes as he slow claps. "We all know you can sing, Preston. Quit rubbing it in our faces."
"Don't be jealous I’m inWonder Rectionand you’re not," Preston hits back.
Bentley snorts. "Wonder Rectionhasn’t been popular in years. I can think of a million better bands to be in these days."
"Wonder Rection," I muse, tapping my chin. "That sounds suspiciously like—"
Christian brings his finger to my lips. "Don't say it, Dino. We stick withWonder Rectionaround here."
I crack out a laugh. "Okay, if you say so."
Christian cozies up to Nikolai. "I told Dino and all the Lucianos how we met, Daddy. They loved that you were a hitman who chose to make me your boy instead of take out your target."
Nikolai kisses Christian’s cheek. "That’s because your Daddy is made of marshmallow fluff and not as big and bad as you thought when you met him."
"It’s true." Christian can’t help but shrug. "I assumed Nikolai was scary when I first learned he was a hitman. This was after he came to my ice cream parlor and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse—to be his fake boyfriend to accompany him to his cousin’s wedding."
"A fake relationship." I press my hand to my heart. "It’s a tale as old as time."
Romeo massages my lower back. "It certainly is. Be lucky we didn’t have to do that—we knew we wanted each other right away."
