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Her eyes rolled. “Glad you think so.” She kissed my cheek before breaking away from me again to join Elise and Miles, who were in the midst of giving their order to a waitress.

Weston offered me a measured grin. “I’m beginning to see it. I’ll echo Miles and wish you the best.”

Elliot brought his beer to his mouth. “Good luck.”

I pointed at Weston. “Thank you for being a good friend.” Then I jabbed my finger at Elliot. “Thanks for consistently being a dick.”

“I do my best,” Elliot answered.

Weston reached out to squeeze my shoulder. “It’s a shock for all of us. Guarantee he’ll be less of an asshole next time.”

I eyed Elliot, who was smirking and telegraphing his thoughts loud and clear. He was saying, “I wouldn’t bet on it.”

The drive back to my place was subdued. The night had taken a smoother turn once the shock of our announcement had somewhat worn off, but the underlying tension had never really left.

“That didn’t feel good, did it?” Saoirse asked.

“No. Not so much. You sold it well, though.”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “I hardly wanted them to find out we were deceiving them.”

“Grace under pressure,” I murmured.

“That feels like a compliment.”

“It was. If not for you, no one would have believed we were married for real reasons.”

“They were real reasons, Luca. Just not the reasons other people get married.”

In my peripheral, I saw her spinning her ring around her finger. “We’ll get you an engagement ring tomorrow.”

“Oh. No, that’s not necessary.”

“It really is. My wife wouldn’t be walking around without a diamond on her finger.”

“I don’t like diamonds.”

My hands tightened on the steering wheel. “Fine. You’ll choose a ring you like.”

“Do you like yours?”

“My ring?”

“Yes. Do you like your ring?”

My eyes flicked from the road to the metal wrapping around my fourth finger. “It fits well, but it’ll take some getting used to.”

“I—” She shook her head, whatever she'd been about to say lost. “Okay.”

Saoirse spent the rest of the ride looking out her window while I tried to figure out why I couldn’t let myself tell her I’d been surprised she’d gone out of her way to buy me a ring and if I’d had to pick one for myself, it would have probably looked a lot like this.

Chapter Thirteen

Saoirse

Ihadn’tgrownuppoor by any means. We’d been more than comfortable, and I’d never wanted for anything tangible. But Luca’s wealth was in another stratosphere. I wasn’t sure I even understood how deep the Rossi family coffers were.

Today, I learned they were shut-down-an-entire-jewelry-store rich.

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