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Crow folded his linen napkin and put it next to his empty plate. “They’re the only kind of motorcycle to have. Do you know how to ride?”
“No, but I’ve wanted to learn for years,” Dominic replied.
“I can show you a few things and hook you up with a dealer who knows Harleys inside and out. He’ll give you a good discount if you mention my name.”
“I’d like that. I don’t want to wait until I’m too old, you know.”
“You’re never too old to ride a Harley,” Crow said.
As the men talked about motorcycles, the women cleared the table and went into the kitchen.
“Sit down, Aunt Rosa. You made all the food and set a beautiful table, so just relax. Maria and I have this,” Angie said.
“I am a little tired,tesora. I’ll sit for a few minutes and rest my feet. Your Crow is a good man. I like him. I can see how much he loves you in his eyes, face, and mannerisms. And you’ve never been happier. Is he the one for you?”
“Yes.”
“Then get married. He doesn’t seem shy. Does he believe in marriage?”
“He does. We have time.”
“You keep saying that all the time, but before you know it, you’ll look in the mirror and see an old woman and wonder where the time went.”
“You make it sound so glum,” Maria said.
“It’s not. And you and Nick should get married. What are you two waiting for? You’ve been going together for three years now. My Leo and I knew we were meant for each other after six weeks. We married four months later, and next month is our thirty-seventh anniversary.”
Angie tuned out the lecture her aunt was giving to Maria and got lost in her thoughts of a future with Crow. She wasn’t sure if he wanted to get married again since his last marriage ended poorly. For her, she’d love to be married to Crow and have a family with him. Being in love with him was like a story she never wanted to end.
After the kitchen was spotless, they all sat around the dining room table drinking limoncello and strega while enjoying her aunt’s famous tiramisù.
After washing up the last of the dessert plates and glasses, Angie kissed her aunt and uncle goodbye and headed out the door hand in hand with Crow.
“Does your aunt always make that much food?” he asked as he turned the corner.
“My aunt, my cousins, my friends—it’s the Italian way. They show how much they love you by food.”
“Damn, I can see that with your family. I’ll have to add some sets to my training routine.” He chuckled.
“It went well, don’t you think?” She moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Seemed fine to me. The important thing is you’re happy. I’m good with that. But, at some point, your brothers are going to find out I’m a Night Rebel.”
“I know, but I’ll deal with it when it happens. Right now, I’m happy.” She kissed his cheek, then settled back against him.
“We should look for a house, or at least some land to build our own.”
Angie pulled away and stared at him. “That came out of left field.”
“Not really. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but you’ve been so busy with setting up your business that I didn’t want to add anything more to your platter.”
“That’s sweet. I would love to have a bigger house.”
“Then let’s do it. I’ll reach out to the club’s realtor. We can figure out what we like tomorrow. If we can’t find what we’re looking for, we’ll build exactly what we want.”
“I love that idea,” she said.
“Do you love the idea of hitching up?”
