Page 77 of Between Steel and Secrets
“Never.” He smirks proudly, and we continue rattling off questions.
“Longest the two of you have gone without sex?” Ashton asks.
Luca snorts. “There was that time I was sick, and she slept in the other room, and we weren’t talking. But you should be asking questions about me, not us.”
“Do you still hate your father?” I ask. It was no secret that he despised Dante, but now that he’s been working for him nearly a year, I’m curious if it’s changed.
“Absolutely. But I understand him.”
Bristol purses her lips. “Have you ever cheated in hockey?”
“No.” His brow pinches.
I can’t help but wonder why Bristol would even ask that question. He’s the best on the team, why would she think that he’d even need to cheat? And how would that even be possible?
“Cheated on a girl?” Ashton asks.
“Never.”
“Are you keeping any secrets from me?” Harper asks.
Luca reaches for the wine bottle and takes a sip.
“What?” her eyes widen. “Seriously, Luca?” She yanks the wine bottle from his grasp, steaming.
He forces a smile, glancing at Bristol. She’s watching and he has to be careful not to give too much away. She has no idea of his father’s business dealings, that his family is mafia.
“Nothing that matters.” He shrugs it off.
“Then tell me what those secrets are.” Harper stands, hands on hips, demanding to know what he’s keeping from her. “Do you know?” She glares at Ashton and then at me.
I hold my hands up in surrender. “I don’t know anything.”
Even if I did, it wouldn’t be my place to tell Harper.
“You’re sleeping in Zeke’s room tonight.” Harper grumbles and stalks over to the sofa, sitting next to me. She’s clearly pissed at her husband.
“Harper.” Luca emits a heavy sigh and stands. He strides across the room, holding out a hand for her. “Let’s go talk.”
“No.” She folds her arms across her chest. “We swore there’d be no more secrets.” Glaring up at him, she gestures for him to move. “Ashton, it’s your turn.”
“Are you sure you still want to play?” he asks, glancing from Harper to Luca.
“Yes.” Harper purses her lips, and I’m just glad it’s not my turn next.
“Fine. Hit me with it.” Ashton gestures for her to bring it on.
She starts the timer and the questions start flying out, Harper the first one, and I knew it was coming before she asked it.
“Did you know Luca was keeping secrets from me?”
Ashton nods. “Yes.”
Her mouth drops.
I decide it’s best steering this game away from destroying Luca and Harper’s marriage. I actually like the two of them together.
“How many girls have you knocked up?” I ask.
