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I fucking liked the woman.
A lot.
Too much.
Way too fucking much when I’d already gotten her fucking shot.
The bill coming was an emotional disappointment, but I had to admit that it was a logical necessity.
Get her home, drop her off, and get a little more distance again.
There was no future for us.
She was too good a person to shack up with a mobster.
Hell, she’d even made that joke about movie mafia bosses.
I needed to get my head out of the clouds.
We were just walking back into the dining room when my brother Massimo was walking up to the group of our cousins.
I have to admit that I was so used to seeing a gun at his hip, that I didn’t even clock it.
Until Savannah was suddenly shoving me with everything in her and yelling out that he had a gun.
I watched as if in slow motion as all the men turned, eyes wide. Surprise, then confusion, then understanding.
My gaze went with theirs as they turned to look at Savannah who was still standing over me, frozen in place, but now her hand was pressing into her hip.
“It’s okay,” I called, voice soft.
“He has a gun!” she whisper-yelled to me, eyes panicked, a little wild.
“Hey, sweetheart, it’s alright,” I said, pushing up.
“Stay down,” she hissed, her gaze on Massimo.
Things clicking, Massimo raised both of his hands in front of him. “Nino is my brother, babe,” he said, voice coaxing.
“Wait… what?” Savannah asked, head twisting to look between us.
I watched as recognition dawned. There was no denying our family resemblance.
“That’s Massimo, sweetheart,” I said.
“Massimo. With the wine,” she recalled.
“Yeah, babe, that’s me,” Massimo said, nodding.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she said, eyes going round. “God, you guys must think I’m a lunatic.”
“Lunatic?” Mass asked, brows pinching. “No, babe. I think you just tried to save my brother for a second time.”
“You hurt your side,” I murmured, but she wasn’t listening.
“Don’t give me too much credit,” Savannah said, shaking her head. “I wasn’t being brave. It was just… instinct.”
“Yeah, I heard you said that about the last time,” Massimo said. “Think maybe it happening twice says you are, by instinct, brave.”
