A few beats of silence, and Nico’s fingers flex. My hand flies over my mouth.
“That’s how much my boss loves you,” Miff adds.
A hand caresses my waist. I peek at Nico.
“It’s a hell of a sight, isn’t it?” Nico asks.
The sadness in their eyes wrecks me.
I return the phone to Miff, rise on my tiptoes, and wrap my arms tightly around his neck.
Nico’s jealous growl rumbles from behind us.
“I’m truly sorry for the loss of your best friend,” I say, my voice thick with sincerity. “And I can never thank you enough for looking after Nico.”
“The boss and you are family. I’ll always protect you both,” he responds softly.
I step back slowly.
“You will take the night off when we arrive in Fiji,” Nico says.
“Boss, I don’t need a break.”
“We insist, Miff. Actually, start now.” I smirk. “Go upstairs and kick it with the rest of the team,” I order.
He smiles. “All right.” Miff grips Nico’s shoulder before walking away.
Nico sinks onto the sofa in the kitchen area. “I’m staying right here while you cook.” He picks up the TV remote off the wall. “What movie do you want to watch?”
“Pick an action movie.” The smile widens on my face. “Nico, I missed our time together.”
“Me to Mrs. Pitucco. You’re my best friend.”
My heart swells. It’s at that moment I decide to let the stress roll off my back for the rest of the honeymoon. No negativity.
“What would you like to drink?” I ask.
“A mojito.”
I nod. “Sounds good.”
I flip through the drink recipe stand on the counter until I find the mojito. I move to the fridge to obtain the fresh mint. I notice a charcuterie board on the bottom shelf.
“We have a charcuterie board,” I say enthusiastically.
He chuckles. “Serenity, you’ll find everything you desire everywhere we go.”
I flash a devilish smirk over my shoulder at him. “You are certainly everywhere I go.”
“Keep it up and I’ll fuck you right there.”
I retrieve the board and place it on the table.
“As much as I want your dick, I don’t want our food flying everywhere because I’m trying to hang on.”
He laughs. “Noted.”
Nico and I snack on the items that fill the beautiful charcuterie board while I finish preparing our cocktails. I glance over my shoulder at the TV while I cook dinner.
