Page 83 of The Boss

“Do you see it? These properties,” I start pointing to a few lines in the file.

“There are at least a dozen of them. All owned by Anna Russo. She moved to France last year. Why would she be buying properties or moving them into her name in Italy if she moved to France?” I say.

He flashes that smile of his I love. Then, in one swift movement, he grabs my hand, pulling me up. He grabs my waist and lifts me, spinning me around, placing a quick kiss on my lips.

“This is a great lead. Keep working at it,” he replies as he sets me down.

His gaze flicks down the hall that leads to the stairs.

Then his expression turns serious. "How's she doing?” he asks.

I’ve been spending more time at Vanessa and Mateo’s house since the babies were born. She’s been trying to hide how she’s coping, but Alonso and I can see right through it.

“I think she’s okay,” I reply honestly.

I look up at him. His eyes are soft but tired.

“She’s still texting him. She won’t give up, no matter what we tell her,” I say.

“Hopefully, when we get him back, it’ll be something he treasures,” he replies.

“It’s Mateo; no matter what she does, he’ll treasure it. We both know he’s loved her since the moment he saw her at the hospital.”

I return to the file and continue to look over it.

He grabs a piece of my hair and twirls it between his fingers.

“I’ve been thinking,” he leans over and says into my ear.

I bite my lip. “Uh-huh…”

“Once this is all over, you and I are going to take a vacation,” he states.

I put the pen I have in my hand down and turn to look at him.

“Where do you want to go?” I ask.

“Hmm, how does Hawai’i sound?” he gives me another smile.

“Hawai’i?” I say, letting out a soft laugh.

“Yes, you, me, and Pohoiki Beach.”

I haven’t mentioned Pohoiki Beach in years.

“How do you remember that?” I ask.

He leans over and whispers in my ear. “Bella, I remember everything when it comes to you. Everything you’ve said, done, or mentioned in the last ten years is all up here,” he says, pointing at his temple.

My heart skips a beat. I remember everything when it comes to you.

“I would love to think about a vacation, but I’m busy.” I turn back to what I was doing.

He lets out a soft laugh.

He lets go of my hair and gets up from the chair.

“I’m going to have another call with Anthony and try to get something out of him.” He leans down and kisses me.