Page 93 of Alessio

So, it could only be for one thing.

“If you don’t pick up the damn call,” Corrado warned when Alessio’s phone continued ringing in his pocket, “I will call Cree back myself.”

Jesus.

“Fine,” Alessio grumbled.

He pulled the phone from his pocket, giving Corrado a look before turning his back to him and the rest of the café as he answered the call. He stepped over to the window, putting some distance between himself and Corrado, not to mention the others lingering in the café.

“Les here,” he said into the speaker.

“Nice of you to finally pick up my call,” Cree muttered.

Alessio sighed. “I was busy.”

“But were you?”

“Listen, I picked up the call, Cree.”

It was the best he could do right now.

Anything else, and they asked too much.

Alessio kept his eye on Ginevra who was now giving her order at the front of the line to the cashier. Her bright smile had his own growing, not to mention the way she kept glancing back to check on Corrado and Alessio.

The woman … was something else.

And Corrado had been right.

She fit them.

“What did you need?” Alessio asked.

Although, he had a good idea.

It was just a matter of saying it, now.

“The Albania job is a go,” Cree said.

Alessio figured it would be pointless to ask, but he still had to try. “And we’re sure there’s no possibility of them allowing another member to do the hit?”

“I’ve told you no.”

Right, right.

Alessio’s gaze drifted to Corrado who looked his way with a sly grin, pleased he’d gotten his lover to answer the call from Cree. It was too bad Corrado didn’t understand yet what Alessio picking up the call meant.

He needed to be here.

More than anything. He wanted to be here. They were still figuring this out, between them, and Ginevra. Yeah, shit was better … but they were all still walking a very thin line with one another. He wanted to believe it wouldn’t take much for them to get to a better place, but right now …

Anything could happen.

It was all in the air.

“I just think it’s ridiculous they wouldn’t allow someone else to take it, if there’s no reason why not,” Alessio said under his breath.

“You want to tell me what that mood is about, or no?”