Page 33 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
Kej lives in the back of my brownstone, next to the garage, which has alley access. Edgerton isn’t super thrilled with my setup, but I’ve acquiesced to his security upgrades.
“Yes, though I’d like to put an extra man on you tonight.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary. Unless Kej does.”
Kej shakes his head. “We’re fine, sir.”
Anthony looks uncertain, but Luca joins us on the sidewalk. “I’m confident Ford is safe. The Byrne brothers tipped their hand tonight.”
“Brooklyn?”
“Yes.”
“Joe’s going to hate that.”
“I know.”
“Was Cesar’s food as good as before?”
“Better.”
Anthony gives my place another assessing look, then nods and waves for his guys to follow him. Kej sends me a wave and drives the car around to the alley in the back.
I gaze up at the sky, wishing I could see the stars. The city lights are too bright for that.
Luca gently bumps my shoulder with his. “Hey. My security guy’s going to be here soon enough. We don’t have to do this tonight. I know you probably saw more of my life than you wanted to.”
I hold out my hand, and he hesitates, then takes it.
“The only time I felt truly unsafe tonight was when we got here and I realized Anthony and his team had been through my entire house.”
He lets out a sigh and kisses each knuckle.
“It’s a precaution—you have to know you can trust Anthony and his people with your life.”
I tug on his hand and pull us into a hug under the swaying trees. “I do. I just hate feeling so…exposed.”
The rise of Luca’s chest against mine makes me forget the less savory details of his life. Or maybe I remember them and don’t care.
“Anthony would actually kill me if I kept you outside after everything that happened tonight,” Luca says, gently brushing his lips over my temple.
I step out of the hug and hold up the beautiful box Cesar gave me. “Then let’s go inside and eat dessert.”
Luca’s grin is mischievous as he answers, “I do love dessert.”
I let us in, and he follows me into my kitchen. I pour us small glasses of milk, and we lean against the counter, devouring Cesar’s deliciously deconstructed key lime pie.
Reaching for my tie, I loosen it. “Oh man. That was way better than it had any right to be.”
Luca slides his hand across the granite surface. “I dare say that describes this night.”
“True. There was surprise, intrigue, and gourmet food—what else could a girl want?”
“Too bad there wasn’t any dancing.”
I pop my brows and hold up my phone. “We can fix that.”
Luca takes off his jacket and…holster. I pull up my Sexy Mobster Spotify list, and he smirks when he sees the title.
