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Dante gets into his sportscar and drives away.
I head back to the safehouse, and I’m glad that my boss is also my friend.
19
AURORA
Alberto and I play cards and sign while we’re playing.
First, we talk about Marco.
“We’re doing everything we can to find him,”he signs.
“I know,”I sign back.
“He’s like a ghost,”he comments, and I nod in agreement. It doesn’t take long for him to win three hands in a row and I curse out loud.
He grins at me, gesturing to the cards as if to say we should play something else.
I shake my head, and he looks at me for a long moment.
“Do you have brothers and sisters?”he asks, clearly happy to have someone to communicate with.
“None,”I answer. “You?”
He nods his head.
I smile a little.“I’m going to have a family, though. A baby,”I sign.
Alberto’s eyes widen and he grins. “I love babies. I have three brothers and a sister, all younger.”
We sign for a while longer, talking about his family and talking about my baby, and then Nico comes in the back door.
Alberto stands, looking a little sad, and I stand up to hug him.
“You made me feel very welcome,”he signs, and tears burn at the backs of my eyes. It must be so hard to be unable to communicate.
I sign goodbye after hugging him again and he walks out, past Nico who’s glaring at me.
“What were you two talking about?” Nico asks.
“Nothing. Everything,” I laugh, and then I notice that Nico’s still glaring. “Are you...are you jealous? Of Alberto?”
Nico scoffs. “Why would I be? Just because you were clearly flirting with him?”
I roll my eyes, annoyance washing over me. “You’re being ridiculous.”
“Am I? He’s the first guy you’ve seen since me and you’re all over him—”
“Stop it, Nico,” I warn, stalking into the living room. It’s pretty irritating, especially since Nico and I haven’t even talked about what we are to each other, not even after I told him about the baby.
He follows me. “I just think it’s interesting how interested you were in Alberto,” he starts, and I huff and whirl around.
“Let me ask you something, Nico. Are we exclusively seeing each other?”
“Of course we’re exclusively seeing each other,” he says, exasperated. “We aren’t around anyone else.”
“You know that’s not what I mean,” I say staunchly. “I mean, will that change when we get back home?”
