“What did you need to do that made you late?” Serfina asked, taking a sip.
I smirked at her, my eyes flickering to Aria, whose cheeks flushed.
“It’s quite warm tonight,” she said, fanning herself.
“Yeah, I bet,” Serfina giggled.
I ran my hand over Aria’s thigh, finding the slit in her dress and resting it between her legs. I needed to be close to her all the time. To feel her.
“All I’m saying is, I’m happy for you. I was getting a bit worried that you’d never settle down,” Serfina said.
“Who knew he’d be such a Romeo,” Hayden joked.
“You two think you’re comical together, but you’re not.”
“I beg to differ,” Aria chuckled.
I squeezed her thigh, and she caught her breath. “Ganging up on me, too?”
“You know I love you.” She kissed me.
The waiter approached the table. “Are you ready, Mr Knight?”
“Sì, siamo pronti. Può portare gli antipasti, per favore?Grazie.” I instructed the waiter to bring the starters.
“I didn’t know you spoke Italian.”
“I speak many languages, Nyx.”
“Oh God,” Serfina chuckled. “When I was preparing for my French GCSE, Sebastian refused to talk to me in English and would only speak to me in French. It was so annoying.”
“You got the highest mark because of it.” I took a sip of my champagne, screwing my nose up a little.
“That’s because I studied.” She stuck her tongue out at me.
My phone started ringing, and I took it from my suit jacket pocket.
Luca.
“Excuse me.”
Standing from the table, I stepped aside to answer so no one could hear.
“Hello.”
“CiaoSebastian, we still on for tomorrow?”
“Yes. Send me the location and time. Hayden and I will be there.”
“See you tomorrow.”
He hung up, and I returned to the table, where Aria was talking with Serfina.
“Luca?” Hayden asked quietly.
“Yeah. He’s going to send the details.”
“Who was that?” Aria asked, looking over.