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“You still have great Grandma’s old ring, right?”
“Yes.”
“You know that thing is magical?”
“Apparently so,” I say, feeling a flicker of hope, despite never believing such fairy stories.
“I happen to know what Kat’s favorite food is. It’s salted caramel cheesecake from Mona’s Bakery.”
I look at my watch and sigh. “They’ll be closing in an hour and I have to deal with something.”
As if on cue, Maximo walks into the room to remind me that I need to leave.
“Then I’ll go,” Joey says excitedly. “Seeing as I’m partly responsible for this mess, let me help fix it?”
“I can’t spare enough men to take you and guard the house right now.”
“Max can take me,” she says, giving him her best puppy dog eyes. “You can do your thing without him, right?”
I look at Maximo who is staring at me in bewilderment.
“This is for Kat, Dante,” Joey reminds me.
“You think you could even get there in time?” I ask her.
“If we leave now,” she says, jumping up from the sofa.
“Where the hell are we going?” Maximo interrupts us.
“A bakery,” Joey replies. “But it closes in less than an hour.”
“We’d have to take the bike,” Maximo adds, and Joey’s eyes light up like a Christmas tree.
I look at the man I trust more than anyone else in the world. “You’ll take care of her?”
“I always do, D,” he says with a frown.
“Fine. Go get me a cheesecake and I’ll ask Sophia to make the best lasagna of her life.”
“Is something big happening?” Maximo asks with a frown.
“Dante is going to propose to Kat with Grandma’s ring,” Joey says with a flutter of her eyelashes.
Maximo grins. “About time,compagno.”
Chapter35
Kat
“Hey, Kat,” Joey says breezily as she wanders into the library where I’ve been sitting for most of the afternoon, trying my best to read but getting so distracted I think I’ve read the same chapter half a dozen times and I still can’t remember why the female character is so pissed at her boss. I bet it’s not because he’s being forced to marry her instead of killing her though.
“Hey,” I say with a faint smile.
“Dante asked if you could meet him in the dining room.”
“I’m not hungry and I’m in the middle of a really good book.”
She gives me a sympathetic smile. “I was pissed earlier. I’m so bored around here and I let my anger at my own situation cloud yours. The truth is my father might treat women like second class citizens, but my brothers don’t. They’re maybe a shade too overprotective.” She holds her pointer finger and her thumb an inch apart to emphasize her point. “And I know Dante can be a jackass, but he asked me to come get you. So?” she says with a shrug.
