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“Don’t worry, D, we’ll figure it out.” Rose rewards me with a smile, as if she’s read my dismal thoughts. Maybe she’ll let me fuck her in the backseat on the way home. That’ll improve my mood.
The rumble of an approaching car sends my hand straight for the gun at my waistband, while the other shoves Rose behind me. Apparently, I’m still on edge. Instead of a barrel of a gun poking out the window, a familiar car with a familiar face pressed to the tinted glass rolls into the driveway.
“Mamma?” What the hell is she doing here?
The Mercedes SUV, a present from my brother, slows to a stop next to the Town Car and Ma practically leaps out of the vehicle. “Dante, what are you doing here?” She barrels toward me, her gaze covertly lifting over my shoulder to Rose. Her smile is so damned big when she sees Rose’s hand tangled with mine I’m scared her cheeks will burst. Ignoring the odd fluttering in my chest, I glare down at my mother.
“You’re supposed to be with Luca and Stella. What are you doing here?” A boulder-sized pit of dread sinks to the bottom of my gut. “Oh,cazzo, please don’t tell me they’re back, too?”
“Dante, language!” She swats at me, but she’s still grinning like mad.
I realize then I’m still holding Rose’s hand, my shoulders sprawled wide in an attempt to protect her from my sixty-year-old mamma.
“No, your brother and Stella have stayed—”
I press my finger to her mouth, cutting her off. No one needs to know where they are, especially not Rose. The last thing I need is to drag her into more trouble. “Grazie a Dio,” I mutter. Thank God they’re not back in the city with the disaster this day has become.
Rose clears her throat and steps out from behind me. “Hi, Mrs. Valentino, nice to see you again.”
“You too, Rosa,bella. I apologize for my son’s rude behavior. And mine, too. I just never expected to find you here.Together.”
The emphasis on the last word has Rose’s cheeks blushing a deep crimson, andmerda, that look goes straight to my cock.
“We needed to get out of the city for a while,” I interject before Rose can give my mother any of the dirty details. “And now, it’s time for us to go back.”
“Oh, what a shame, I would have loved to spend some time with you for a little while at least. It’s been weeks, Dante.” She pinches my cheek like I’m five, and a groan rumbles in my throat. “Do you really have to leave right this second?”
“Do we, D?” Rose pushes out that full, bottom lip, batting sooty lashes, and I’m a goner. Fuck, this love thing isn’t for the weak-willed.
“I guess we could grab a quick breakfast together, but then we have to go.”
Rose lets out a happy squeal, and Mamma’s back to her manic grinning again. She weaves her arm through Rose’s like they’re old friends and tows her up the steps to the house. Guess I’ll be bringing in Mamma’s luggage.
As I trudge toward the trunk of the big SUV, I tick my head at Aldo. “We leave in an hour, be ready.”
“Yes, boss.”
I lower my voice and creep closer. “Any chatter about this morning’s incident?”
“Nothing. All quiet.”
“Good.” I turn toward Mamma’s car, open the trunk, and get a good look at the half-dozen bursting suitcases. I shake my head. Nope, not doing it. “Aldo, get Mamma’s luggage and bring it inside.”
“Will do, capo.”
Spinning on my heel, I march back to the house. Leaving those two chatterboxes unattended is just asking for trouble.
Two minutes here, and already Mamma has made herself at home in the kitchen. Rose runs after her as she spouts off instructions, her arms already overflowing with eggs, fresh vegetables, juice and milk containers. Now, she’ll see exactly how I learned to make those frittatas. And Mamma will put mine to shame.
“Ah, good, Dante, can you run to the store and buy some oranges?” She sniffs at the plastic bottle in disgust.
“Mamma, it’s December. You’re not going to find fresh oranges on Fire Island right now. Just drink that. It’s organic and fresh squeezed.”
She grunts. “The food in America is nothing like what we had back home….” She continues her tirade, but it’s drowned out by the shuffle of pots and pans.
While she’s distracted, I move behind Rose and slip my arms around her waist. Nuzzling the back of her ear, I inhale her fragrant scent. A giggle escapes, but she doesn’t. The gesture comes so naturally I’m caught off guard when a loud squeal rings out behind me.
Mamma stares at us, her eyes so wide I’m afraid they’ll pop out of her head. “Oh, Dante, I’m so happy for you. It was about time….” She’s smiling and now there’s clapping too. “I knew it. That night I saw you two together before we left town—I just knew it!”
