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She keeps shaking her head while grabbing my forearms. “It’s going to be cold and emotionless. It won’t mean anything.”
Not wanting her to worry, I lie and say, “You’re right.” Walking to the doorway, I see Riccardo coming down the stairs and heading outside, where everyone is socializing. “Go put your man out of his misery, Gianna. He’s still looking for you.”
Chapter2
Rosie
When we step out onto the veranda, Riccardo instantly spots Gianna, and with a wide grin on his face, he makes a beeline for her.
I watch as he sweeps her up into his arms before shouting, “We have an announcement.” Everyone turns to look at the happy couple. “I’ve asked Gianna to marry me, and she said yes.”
Cheers break out, and I smile happily.
I feel Enzo before he stops beside me. He hooks his arm around my neck, and while my heart sets off at a crazy pace and I practically melt into his side, he takes a sip of his drink before saying, “You know what this means, right?”
Because of the kaleidoscope of butterflies he sets loose in me, I can’t form a single word and end up shaking my head.
“As the maid of honor and best man, we’re going to work our asses off.”
That will probably be the closest I’ll ever get to standing in front of an altar with Enzo.
Riccardo waves his hand in our direction. “Enzo, will you be my best man?”
“Of course.” He pulls away from me, and as he walks to Riccardo, my eyes greedily sweep over the wide expanse of his back.
“Rosie!” Gianna calls out.
For the millionth time since I started crushing on Enzo, his eyes collide with mine and he catches me staring at him.
And just like all the times before, he doesn’t show any reaction.
I walk closer to my best friend and smile at her. “Yes?”
Grinning at me, she asks, “Will you be my maid of honor?”
“What are the magic words?” I tease her.
“Please, with a cherry on top.”
Pulling her into a hug, I say, “It will be my honor, Gianna.”
I’m hit with a wave of emotion, and when she starts to sniffle, I follow hot on her heels.
“God, I’m going to get married,” she whispers. “And you’ll be there every step of the way. Dress shopping. Table placements. Flowers. Cake. Finding the right venue.”
I begin to laugh as she spirals, and pushing her backward, I lock eyes with my friend. “Deep breaths. We have months to plan the most epic wedding ever.”
“Fuck, the two of you are going to bankrupt me,” Christiano suddenly says behind me.
Seeing as he’s the head of the Falco family, he’ll pay for the wedding. Grinning, I turn around and hold out my hand to him. “Just give me your credit card so I don’t have to bug you every time we want to buy something.”
“Hell will freeze over before I give you my credit card,” he grumbles playfully before gesturing at Enzo. “Talk to him. You know he handles all the finances.”
When I glance at Enzo, he lets out a sigh while digging his wallet out of his pocket. “Here.” I’m shocked when he places his credit card in my palm, then he smirks, and it makes me forget how to function like a human being. “This way you won’t drive me insane.”
“Wow,” Gianna gasps. “You must really trust Rosie.”
Enzo keeps his eyes locked with mine. “Of course.”
