Page 141 of Unruly

“So when she gets back and I am back, we’ll all do something.”

Rick raised a brow. “All of us?”

Cross shrugged. “It’s been a while since the Donati family had a big party, hasn’t it? Usually we save those for holidays and whatnot, but hey, Catherine and I have some good news. It would be nice to share with the rest of the family.”

Zeke grinned. “Does that good news have anything to do with another mini—”

He pointed a finger at his friend and said, “Shut your gaping hole right now.”

Laughter answered him back. That did gain the attention of the men around them, but just as quickly, it went away.

Cross went back to his conversation. “I’m not going to say what the good news is, just that we would like to share it with everyone at the same time. Including Katya, by the way.”

“All right,” Zeke said.

“Also, Cece keeps asking about her. She definitely made a friend.”

“Is she going with Catherine?”

Cross shook his head. “No, Dante and Catrina are coming over tonight to grab her after we all have dinner.”

“Ah.”

“Just ask, Zeke.”

His friend chuckled. “Katya keeps asking when she can see her because you know, she’s home and all. That’s when I kind of promised her.”

Cross waved a hand. “You know where Cece is going to be. You’re her godfather. Make your way over.”

“I will.”

“All counted, boss,” Rick said.

Cross was either ready to be impressed that Rick was counting cash quicker, or pissed off because his famiglia hadn’t made nearly as much money as they should. He hoped it was the first over the latter.

“Six-hundred,” Rick said.

“Thousand,” Cross pressed.

Rick confirmed with a nod.

Shit.

That was a damn good month.

“I think I’ll walk it out this time,” Cross said, standing from the table. “You two can sit and enjoy the rest of your meal.”

“You sure, boss?”

“Of course. Besides, someone is out there waiting for me.”

Rick and Zeke turned to check who was waiting for Cross outside the restaurant. No one had noticed the two standing there for the last couple of minutes except for Cross. But hell, he didn’t blame them.

It wasn’t their job to notice everything.

He was the boss.

Not them.