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“You did what?” Kiara yells.
I wince. “Easy, Kie. The baby,” I remind her.
“You kissed? When? Why? What?” she asks, confused.
“I cut myself and he was cleaning my wound, and one thing led to another and I was kissing him… or was he kissing me? Anyway, we kissed.”
Kiara eyes me. “And how did it make you feel?”
“I-I don’t know.”
She leans her head against the couch, watching me. “I’m gonna be honest with you, Lena, this situation is already complicated enough without you two adding your unresolved emotions to the mix.”
“I know,” I say softly.
“This isn’t just about you guys, it’s about Cassie, too. You have to do the right thing for her.”
“I know that.”
“Alright. I’m just making sure. I’ll never understand you two, though. If you like each other, just go for it. This stupid game of hate-slash-love has gone on for years, and frankly, I’m sick of it.”
I cross my arms over my chest, deciding to ignore that.
“Did you at least talk about telling your family the truth?” Kiara asks on a sigh.
My eyes widen as I realize that we did not, in fact, have that conversation. I shake my head and Kiara groans.
“So what did you do today? Besides locking lips?”
“We were talking about Cassie,” I mutter defensively.
She pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration. “You two need to get your shit together. I was with Michael earlier and he kept talking about how weird Rome is being. It’s only a matter of time before he finds out. Trust me, Lena, you do not want any of them finding out before you tell them the truth.”
I grimace. “Yeah, I’m aware. We’ll figure it out.”
“Alright, I’m going to go see Cassie before going to bed,” she informs me, getting to her feet. “Night, babe.”
“Good night,” I murmur.
CHAPTER22
Roman
“Let me know if anything goes wrong,” I say to Tony.
He nods, his eyes fixed on the computer screens. We’re at one of the gambling dens my family owns, supervising a game of pretty high stakes. When I was told the clientele that would be participating, I decided to come oversee the game, ensuring nothing goes wrong. I don’t need a brawl on my property, especially not one that could very well lead to someone’s death.
These men are high-profile politicians. The P.R. that would come with a scandal should anything occur is not what I fucking need. But I’ve been here for over an hour and the game appears to be going well.
My eyes narrow when I notice a sleight of hand by one of the players—Coleman secretly hides a card beneath his sleeve. Tony and I lean forward, waiting to see if any of the other players notice. A few minutes pass but none of them raises any alarm.
“I’m going to go now. Rosa’s plane arrives in thirty minutes,” I inform my best friend. “Keep an eye on Coleman.”
“You got it, boss.”
I head for the poker room to speak to the men before heading out. I just want to share some quick pleasantries, especially considering one of them is Loren Zanetti. The old man’s gaze flicks to mine as soon as I step through the door and he smiles as I approach.
“Ah, Roman. Come join us,” he says.
