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He, Alex, and my dad carried food out, then returned for more while my mum and Lucia went out to take their seats.

“Are you worried about your brother?” I asked when he came in ahead of the others.

He shook his head. “This is more like the Bit I know than the one who’s been hanging around lately.”

“This is the last of it,” I said, motioning to the final platter when my dad returned.

“We’ll be out in a minute,” Cru said to my father.

Once he was out the door, leaving us alone, Cru leaned into me, pressing his hardness between the cheeks of my bottom. “Are you still wet for me,Daphne?” he whispered, his warm breath teasing my ear.

I reached behind and between us. “Just as much as you’re hard for me.”

“This is going to be a very long night,” he murmured.

“During or after dinner?”

“Both.” He nuzzled my neck. “Do you remember I told you to do as I asked?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

13

CRU

Earlier, I’d asked Alex to make sure two adjacent seats were open for Daphne and me. I took her trembling hand in mine and led her out to the enclosed terrace, pleased to see we’d be seated at the far end of the table, where no one would notice if I reached under it and put my hand between her legs.

I pulled the chair to my left out for her, avoiding the gaze of everyone else at the table. No doubt those here, including my mother, were watching and waiting for a sign confirming what I was sure they all suspected—that it had taken Daphne and me less than a few days to go from friends to lovers.

We weren’t yet, but by sunrise, that would all change. I planned to take her to bed and make her mine in every way I could. By breakfast, I’d erase the memory of every man she’d been with before me. No one could love on Daphne’s body the way I would, because no one loved her a fraction as much as I did.

Once seated, I rested my left hand on Daphne’s thigh, then raised my wineglass with my right. “I’d like to offer a toast,” I said at the same time she opened her legs, then used her left hand to guide mine between them. “To Daphne”—I turned my head to look into her eyes—“the newest member of the Avila and Los Caballeros family.”

Glasses were raised, and the others at the table offered their congratulations, but I couldn’t look away from her questioning eyes. When I nodded once, leaned forward, and brushed her lips with mine, I heard both gasps and murmurs of happiness from our families. After breaking our chaste kiss, I brought my mouth to her ear. “This is just the beginning for us, Daphne.”

“I can’t wait,” she whispered.

I kissed her a second time. “Me either.”

As I turned to face the table, the first person I saw was my ma. Her smile and the tears in her eyes told me everything I needed to know. She approved. Whether she did or not wouldn’t have stopped me from pursuing a life with Daph; her happiness over it just made it sweeter.

“Do not make a sound,” I whispered before digging into the food on my plate. I ate with one hand, refusingto take the other from between Daphne’s legs. I alternated between cupping her bareness and stroking her clit. Thinking about putting my mouth where my fingers were almost had me groaning out loud.

All the while, she remained silent. The only time she spoke was in direct response to a question, and then, I increased the pressure on her sensitive bundle of nerves with every word she uttered. That she took my assault on her pleasure without pushing my hand away or asking me to stop made me hard as granite.

“Come on, Ma,” said Alex when everyone appeared to be finished eating and she stood. “The least we can do after this feast is help clean up.”

Daphne’s mom stood too, and when she started to as well, I wouldn’t let her.

“Stay where you are,” I leaned in and said.

“Cru, I should help.” Since it was the first she’d given me a hard time, I let it go. However, I couldn’t assist either, something that appeared to give Daphne great pleasure, based on her smirk. Now,thatwould get her in trouble.

“Congratulations on bringing Daphne on board,” said Maddox, raising what was left in his glass in my direction. I did the same and took a drink when he did.

“I can’t wait to see what she makes,” I said.