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“So…do you really know nothing about my mother?”
The question made him tighten in discomfort. His eyes immediately dropped to his wineglass. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m just curious.”
“If I could use my resources to exonerate Axel, I don’t see why I can’t use them to track her down…if that’s what you want.” He swirled his wineglass and took a drink.
“Do you think she regrets her decision?” I asked. “Now that she’s older? Now that she probably does have children?”
“I can’t speak for her. But if she could see you now, she would definitely know she missed out on something special.” His eyes lifted from the wine, and he gave me a soft smile.
I smiled back. “Thanks, Dad.”
I walked into my old apartment, finding Axel on the couch in nothing but his sweatpants. While our home was being renovated and cleansed of bullet holes, we’d decided it was easiest to stay here. Aldo remained to oversee the project while we focused on the restaurant.
Axel turned off the TV and came toward me, a mountain with his height and muscles. “How was work?”
“The restaurant is doing well.”
“I know it is.” He smirked before he kissed me. “But I still like hearing you say it.”
“Way to give it a rest.”
“I’ll never give it a rest.” He looked down at the bag of takeout food I had in my hand. “You got something for me?” Now he wore a full grin, just as excited for food as he was for sex.
I set it on the counter. “I thought you might be hungry.”
“Baby, you know me so well.” His hand moved around my waist, and of course, his hand crept down to my ass and gave it a hard squeeze. He kissed my temple before he pulled away and took the container out of the bag.
“My father stopped by. We had lunch.”
“Nice.” He grabbed a fork from the drawer then sat on the couch to eat straight out of the container. “How’s he doing?”
“Good. Told me he and Hannah are officially a thing.”
“Like he hasn’t been boning her for years.”
“He said he hadn’t.”
“Sure.” He took a big bite and chewed.
“Anyway, it was nice. Nice to talk to him like a friend.”
He watched me as he ate, hanging on to my words like they were fascinating.
“A part of me feels stupid for letting it go, but…I don’t know.”
“You’re happy, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then it doesn’t matter,” he said. “If he pulls something again, that’s a different story. But I know he won’t.” He continued to eat, devouring the half-moon raviolis in a butter-cream sauce.
“So, did Theo ever catch Draven?”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “You don’t need to waste your time thinking about that stuff.”
“So, that’s a no.”
