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I take the steps two at a time and steady her with a hand on one hip and she looks up at me with a smile.
Shit.
Aurora.
I blink at her, shocked that I’ve just been checking out my little sister’s best friend, and I let my hand linger on her hip a little too long.
“Jesus, Aurora,” I mumble. “That dress—”
She blushes and looks down at herself. “I know, it’s too tight. Francesca talked me into it. I should have changed.”
I shake my head fiercely, taking her chin in my hand and tilting it upward.
“No, you look amazing,” I tell her, and her deep brown eyes search my face as if to see if I’m lying.
“You really mean that?” she asks softly.
“I do,” I say in a low murmur, looking her up and down again, unable to help myself.
Aurora blushes and braces herself against the wall.
“I guess I should find Francesca,” she says, and I let go of her hip reluctantly, watching her walk the rest of the way down the stairs, staring at her legs and ass.
When did Aurora Costa get sohot?
She’s just a kid, I remind myself.Your little sister’s best friend, you dog.
In my own defense, Iamkind of a dog. I take advantage of my good looks whenever opportunity arises. That’s one of the reasons I can’t blame Francesca for playing Marco and Bruno, I guess.
Maybe Francesca and I are more alike than I realize.
A hand claps me on the shoulder and I turn, dragging my gaze off of Aurora’s ample ass, and see Dante standing there, with a very pregnant Mia, smiling at me.
“You picked out your newest conquest?” he teases, and I shake my head.
“Nah, nothing like that. That’s Francesca’s best friend. She’ll look out for her tonight.”
“Good to know. I need you to focus on work tonight,” Dante says in a low tone. Mia doesn’t like hearing about business.
I nod. Dante wants me to corner Bruno Esposito and ask him how he feels about the Gallos. Between Dante and Luca Lorenzo, Mia’s father, they’d taken out the Gallos recently.
I need to know if anyone is thinking of avenging the Gallos, but I really think Dante’s just being paranoid about Bruno.
The Espositos were never friends with the Gallos and hated them as much as we did, as far as I know. But Bruno is the new heir and his father is ailing, not even coming down for the party, and I guess we need to know if the new blood in the family feels differently.
Dante and Mia make it down the stairs to mingle and I head up the stairs, looking around for Bruno. There are people milling around upstairs and I don’t find him, but I do find Angelo Bianchi.
Angelo does some muscle work for Dante here and there. We’ve been friends since high school, when we played basketball together, but I haven’t seen him a few months.
“Nico,” he says warmly, pulling me into a brief hug. “It’s been a while.”
“Not long enough,” I say dryly, but then I break out into a smile.
Angelo laughs. “You bring a date?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“Do I ever? Need to keep my options open,” I say, and Angelo shakes his head, smiling.
“You never change,” he chuckles.
