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Laughing, I lean over to see a very guilty looking pup avoiding my eye contact. Remy comes in front of me as I reach down to pet his ears, taking my hands when I’m finished to pull me up for a proper hug. He murmurs against my skin, “You look beautiful,cuore mio.”
I smile up at him, my fingers curling into the soft fabric of his shirt. “Thank you.”
Today’s barbecue is something just for friends and family, so Remy’s allowed to dress casually. All I ever find him in nowadays are perfectly tailored suits to fit his new role asCapo Familiga.Remy makes it a point to keep me out of most of the famiglia business, but I know the first month was a difficult transition even if he didn’t say it. Our fathers’ didn’t receive a burial, or at least not a traditional one, and that was harder to process than I thought it would be. Julian is gone often, growing ties with the Bratva, and our visits are fortunately far and few between. My mother was moved to live closer to my grandparents with a hefty retirement fund and Francesca ran off with her latest boy toy.
For the first time in a long while, life was, to some extent, peaceful.
Remy’s hands grip my hips pulling me from my thoughts and tugging me as close as he can with my giant belly between us. His voice drops lower, honey gaze melting over my skin. “I bet your dress would look even better pushed around your hips while I fuck you in the grass.”
I can feel my cheeks heating at his words, one of his dimple winking at me. Every day it feels as if I get larger, and I would have thought it would turn Remy off—but it’s the complete opposite. The bigger I get, the more insatiable he’s become. Something I haven’t minded in the slightest.
“What if someone hears?”
He chuckles, bending to pick me up, easily carrying me bridal style despite my belly. “Let them.”
“Where are you going? People are going to show up soon.” Laney yells at his back, but he ignores her, bypassing the sliding doors to walk down the path that circles the property.
He doesn’t stop until I can barely hear the sounds of the house, setting me on a big rock just off the trail. Settling between my legs, he takes my face in his hands, brushing his thumbs along my cheeks. He leans forward, but I stop him with a palm on his chest.
“This isn’t grass, Remy.”
My heart is pitter-pattering in my chest as he looks down at me, a dimple winking at me as he holds back a smile. “I have something I want to do first.”
My eyes narrow on him suspiciously as he reaches into his back pocket, a hand on my thigh. Before I can question him, he grabs my left hand, my eyes flicking down to the giant ring he’s sliding on my finger. “What’s this?”
His lips meet the tips of my fingers as he raises my hand. “Your wedding ring. The one you should have gotten before.”
“Are you asking me to marry you, Remy Luciano?” My eyes flick from the ring up to him.
His lips drop to mine, soft and lingering. “I’m not asking.” His lips press to the corner of my mouth. “I’m hoping.” Another kiss. “I’m praying.” Another kiss. “I’mbegging.” He smiles against my mouth, his nose brushing mine. “Marry me, Bev.”
I swallow back the tears that prick at my eyes, smiling when Remy’s hands cradle the sides of my belly, patiently waiting for me to answer the question he already knows the answer to. “Since you beg so well, I guess I have to say yes.”
His honey browns sweep my face, leaning to rest his forehead on mine. “Sono l'uomo più fortunato della terra.” He kisses my nose, then drops between my legs to kiss my belly through the fabric of my dress. Looking up at me with a dimpled smile, “I am the luckiest man on Earth.”
Smiling down at him, I run my fingers through his hair. “Are we not having that quickie, then?”
He kisses my exposed thigh on each leg before standing to lift me off the rock to set me on the ground. “Oh, we are.” He links our fingers as we start to walk back toward the house. He tugs me close so that I’m walking in front of him, his free hand grabbing at my tit. “But after I show off my future wife to the party.”
“Deal.” His lips trail up the side of my neck, slowly walking us forward. “Have you thought about names yet?”
He stops us in the path, spinning me so that he can look down on me. “I have, but I want to hear yours first.” It’s whispered against my lips, and I smile against them, heart thrumming happily in my chest.
“You’re lying.” He chuckles against my lips. “ButI was thinking Bria and Carmella.”
Remy hums, the sound vibrating against my fingertips. His lips fall to mine in a lingering kiss. “They’re perfect.”
Extended Epilogue
REMY
“How are you expecting this meeting to go?” It’s murmured from across the armored SUV by Donatello as we head to our meeting with Aleksi Ivanova.
Blowing smoke out of the crack in my window, I shake my head. I always thought the Famiglia should work closer with the Bratva than my father did. We’ve worked with them well enough in the past. It makes sense to create a relationship with them that would tie us together.
“I don’t have a lot of expectation over anything. This is mostly to introduce myself as the new Capo Famgilia.” Finishing my cigarette, I crunch it and look over at Donatello. “Aleksi already knows who I am, I’ve worked with him before and so has Wolf.”
Donatello nods, ringed knuckles brushing his chin in thought. “Then we should be in and out in no time.”
