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His anger jumped to the forefront when he learned about Trish Benderson, but she deescalated him.
“Luciano. I’m fine.”
“Baby, we should have a security detail on you?—”
“Luciano, I was armed, I’m wearing my Kevlar, and I took her down.”
“My kick-ass woman,” he said.
“What happened with Willie Boy?”
“He left town or he could be hiding in plain sight. He abandoned the restaurant.”
Her eyes grew large. “So, he’s alive.”
“For now.”
“Are you going to chase him?”
“No. I’m going to celebrate the holidays with my love, then we’re going to stop the destruction Dante set into motion.”
She lifted her glass and clinked his. “Sounds like a plan.”
“I would love it if you moved in here.”
She smiled. “I would love that too.”
“Step one,” he said.
“What’s step two?”
“A proposal,” he replied.
“Then what?”
“A big, over-the-top wedding on the coast of Italy.”
She grinned. “I like the way you think, Mr. Santini.”
“I likeyou, Ms. Redding. I likeallof you.”
“We’ve come a long way since our sketchy beginning.”
“When you were following me around with a pair of binos.” He pulled her onto his lap, kissed her. “Thank you for bringing joy into my life and peace to my heart.”
She placed her hand on her chest. “How romantic.”
“Always,” he said and kissed her.
“Always,” she replied and kissed him back.
EPILOGUE
One Month Later, Christmas Weekend
LUCIANO
While eating an early breakfast together on Christmas Eve, Luciano glanced over at Simone. “You’ve been quiet.”
