Page 340 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

She cocks her head to the side. “So…are you…proposing?”

“Maybe,” I say.

“You didn’t ask me a question,” she whispers.

“Well, I wasn’t exactly planning this. I mean, I was, but not here.”

“In Vegas?”

“In a bathroom,” I say with a chuckle. “I was gonna do it tonight, with the ring and everything. But I got caught up. I didn’t want to wait. I love you, and I want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?”

Bright pink spots color her cheeks. “Yes,” she says, tears glistening in her eyes. “Of course I will. But…”

I lift an eyebrow. “Yeah…”

“Can we wait to tell everyone? I’d really like to be able to paint a different picture for your family when they ask, other than the one where you nail me against a wall in a hospital bathroom because you just couldn’t wait.”

I laugh, hugging her tight. “You’ve got it. I’ll give you a different picture. It’s gonna be damn colorful, too, so get ready.”

“I’m always ready,” she says with a sly smile on her flushed face. “For anything with you.”

PART 2: DANTE

I trudge down the hallway with my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jeans, my mind spinning with explicit details about my latest target.

My client expected me to land in Dubai last night, and judging by the scathing tone in his voice when he called, he sure as hell isn’t happy about my little detour.

But fuck him.

I’m an uncle now, for Christ’s sake.

And an assassin.

In that order.

Let the motherfucker live a day longer so I can meet our girl.

In my periphery, I see the nurses pointing and whispering softly as I pass. I flash them my signature smirk and one of them turns beet red when she catches my eye. “The VIP maternity wing?” I ask.

She clears her throat and points in the direction I’m walking. “Right through those doors.”

I wink at her. “Thanks. Big day.”

“Congratulations!” they all say with bright smiles.

“Come back later and we can celebrate,” one of them quips when she thinks I’m just out of earshot. The rest of them giggle, and I swallow my own chuckle as I push open the doors. I walk right up to Matteo where he’s standing with Sergio and give him a big hug. “Congratulations, Matty.”

He claps me on the back. “Thanks, bro. It’s really good to see you.” His expression sobers slightly and my eyebrows furrow.

“Something wrong? I thought you’d be on top of the stratosphere today.” I chuckle. “You know, because the Stratosphere…is right out there…” I say, nodding toward the window where the hotel stands tall and proud across the street.

“Yeah, well, I am, but…” He rubs the back of his head and looks past me down the hall. “I need to talk to you about something.”

“Sure, what’s up?”

Matteo gives Sergio a look and he backs away, his hands held up. “Private shit. Got it. I’m just gonna go back inside and fight Jae to hold the baby again.”

“Good luck with that,” Jaelyn calls from inside the room.

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