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“Only kiss me?” She giggles softly.

“Well, it would start with a kiss at least.”

“And within two minutes I’d be bent over with my beautiful wedding dress around my waist?” she whispers seductively.

“Don’t be putting ideas in my head, sunshine.” Visions of her bent over with my cock inside her later aren’t enough to shake this uneasy feeling I’m carrying though. I lift her hand to my lips and brush them across her knuckles. A deep sigh rumbles through my chest.

“It’s okay for you to think about her, Lorenzo. I’m thinking of her too.”

“You are?”

“Yes. I’m grateful to her for making you the man you are today, and I always will be. I’ve been thinking about her all morning. What her dress was like. How excited she must have been to marry you.”

Thinking about my first wedding day, I smile. Me thinking about Anya isn’t an issue for Mia, I know that with my whole heart, but not talking to her about it is. It’s a mistake I made a long time ago and never will again. “She wore a white silk dress,” I say, picturing her walking down the aisle toward me. “The corset was tied so tight she almost fainted at the altar.”

“Were you nervous?”

“Fuck yeah.” I laugh. “My father had all but disowned me. Anya’s family did the same to her. But nothing had ever felt so right before.”

“Are you nervous today?” she asks softly.

“No. Not even a little,” I admit, pressing a soft kiss on her knuckles. I’ve never been so sure of anything as making this woman my wife. “You?”

“Nope.”

“Kind of feels like every single moment in my life was supposed to lead me right here. To you. To Luca and Raven.”

“And the accidental jellybean,” she whispers.

“Yeah, and him too.”

“Him?”

“I got a feeling.” I shrug.

She chuckles lightly. “Me too, actually.”

The silence hangs between us for a few moments. “I didn’t ask to see you because I was thinking about Anya.”

“You didn’t?”

My heart sinks and I close my eyes. “No.”

“Then what is it?” she asks, her voice tinged with concern.

“I have something I need to tell you. But I need you to know that I did what I did for me, tesoro. It shouldn’t stain your conscience.”

“You killed Jake,” she says—a statement not a question.

“You knew?”

“I suspected it was no accident. I figured you’d tell me when you were ready.”

“I don’t want to have any secrets when I make you my wife. I shouldn’t have kept it from you this long.” I squeeze her hand tighter and brush my thumb over her knuckles. “But I didn’t want you to feel any guilt about what happened because it was between me and him, not you. Then a few days later, Luca was born and, well, there never seemed to be a good time to break your heart.”

“You’re not breaking my heart. I understand why you did what you did. I get now why a man like you can’t let those kinds of things lie. And it’s okay. The way you protect the people you care about is one of the million things I’ve grown to love about you.”

“Thank you, and not just for this. Thank you for loving me, sunshine. For giving me Luca and Raven and the new little guy. For bringing me joy beyond anything I could’ve imagined ever having again. And thank you for thinking about Anya today. It means everything to me.”

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