Page 132 of Ruthless Vengeance
Marco leans in, his nose brushing my cheek.
“Careful, Mrs. De Luca. I’ll take that as an invitation.”
I elbow him lightly, careful not to jostle the baby. “You’re insatiable.”
Marco grins before leaning in and nipping at my ear. “I don’t hear you complaining.”
“You realize we’re officially outnumbered by children now?” I look over at Zoe and Holly on the dance floor.
“That depends on what team we count Rosa on.” He chuckles, lifting his head to look down at the lawn where Holly is now attempting to do cartwheels.
“You know she would choose those babies over us any day.”
“Traitor.” Marco scowls, but his face soon breaks out into a huge smile as he watches his little sister play with our daughter. “It’s a good problem to have.”
“Do you think we’re done?” I’m only half-joking, and Marco glances down at me, his brown eyes crinkling.
“Are you trying to get me into bed?”
“Not right now.”
Marco’s eyes turn molten, and I know it won’t be long until I’m completely at his mercy,especiallyconsidering how incredible he looks in his suit.
Even after two kids and a rocky start, I still can’t seem to get enough of this man. So, I guess it’s a good thing I married him.
Zoe crashes into us a moment later, interrupting us before I can palm Arlo off to Lila and drag my husband upstairs.
“Mama! Can I show Arlo the butterfly bush?” Her brown eyes are wide and her cheeks flushed red.
I crouch down slightly, adjusting Arlo in my arms, so I can talk to her.
“He’s asleep, baby girl. Later, okay?”
She pouts before glancing up at Marco. “Daddy?”
I can’t help but laugh.
This girl has Marco wrapped around her little finger, and I have a feeling it’s only going to get worse the older she gets. I swear, every time I tell her no, she goes running off to Marco because she knows he’ll give in.
Marco scoops Zoe into his arms and presses a kiss to her flushed cheek.
“We’ll take him later, princess. Right now, you’ve got to help me pick out the best cupcakes before Rosa eats all the frosting.”
Zoe squeals and wiggles, kicking her legs as Marco carries her off toward the dessert table.
While Zoe is occupied, I sneak inside to put Arlo down in the travel crib set up in Maria’s room and take a moment to breathe.
This day has been everything I’ve dreamed of. Not because of the dress that I spent hours making, or the flowers that Lila so beautifully put together, but because of the people I got to spend it with.
Finding Marco was a blessing, but being a part of his family is nothing short of a gift, one I will treasure for the rest of my life.
I quickly give Arlo one last kiss before creeping out of the room and heading back downstairs to join the party once more.
It doesn’t take long for Marco to find me. The moment he catches my eye, and I grin at him from across the dance floor, he immediately abandons his conversation with Andre and walks toward me slowly.
With his white shirt unbuttoned and that sinful smirk playing on his lips, my blood instantly rushes to my cheeks as I think of all the things I plan on doing to him tonight.
I can see in his eyes that he’s thinking the same thing.
