Page 115 of Cassio (Belles & Mobsters 3)

The second I stepped into the kitchen, the talk stopped. My husband and Luca sat at the table, looking fresh and ready for another day. Both their eyes were glued to Hunter’s phone. It looked like they were studying a map.

“Morning.” Hunter’s deep voice warmed me from the inside.

“Morning,” I mumbled, my voice still a bit morning raspy. He reached out for my hand and pulled me over to him. I landed on his lap. “Is that my coffee?” I asked, eyeing the third cup next to Hunter’s.

“It is, and still warm. I heard you walking around so I just got it ready.”

Yep, I was a total mush for my husband.

I took the mug with both of my hands. “Thank you,” I murmured against the mug as I took a sip, the warm liquid sneaking down my throat. “I have to go to work.”

“You can work from home.” Hunter’s immediate reply didn’t surprise me.

“I haven’t been in the office for the past three days.”

“Don’t worry, sister-in-law,” Luca chimed in, completely at ease with me. “You’re the boss now.”

I rolled my eyes. “No, I’m not. But I guess it is good to have friends in high places,” I added dryly. “However, regardless that Cassio owns the company, I cannot just ditch going into my office,” I resolved.

“Yes, you can.” Hunter’s voice was low in my ear, his hand squeezing my thigh. “It’s our honeymoon.”

He got me there. “I have a meeting I cannot miss,” I told him. “Just because I’m sleeping with the boss doesn’t give me a break from my responsibilities.”

He gently squeezed my thigh. “It’s your company. I only bought it because you worked there. And Nico will be happy if you are running it.” He pretended to be distressed while his eyes twinkled with amusement. “He says my questions are stupid and not even worth his time to bill me.”

I feigned an insult on his behalf. “I will have to deal with him. Can’t he appreciate your mobster skills?”

His booming laugh, low and raspy, had my lips curving into a grin. God, I loved hearing him laugh. I snuggled closer to him, his hand warming my inner thigh.

“Work from home today.” Hunter didn’t get sidetracked easily. I had no doubt it was because of the suspicious attack on Bianca. It made me wonder exactly what she went through for her husband. He must have anticipated the attack and luckily had tight security on his family. And the belles arrangement, what kind of bullshit was that?

“Well, at least you don’t mind the mobster skills,” Luca grumbled, stirring my thoughts back to the present, unaware of Hunter’s hand on my thigh, inching closer and closer to my sweet spot.

I glared at my husband, warning him not to start that now. Not with his brother at the kitchen table and he chuckled, deep and soft. His laugh did something to my insides, made me melt or glow. Something.

“Why would I mind?” I questioned Luca. “It would be hypocritical considering who Callahan is.”

Luca grumbled something about family minding it and then got back to his phone and the world map.

“You guys checking out the world map?” I asked, swiftly switching the subject. “Or do you have information on the next event your half-brother is conjuring?”

Both their eyes, so similar in color and shape, snapped to me.

“Do you have information?” Luca questioned me.

“On who?” I asked innocently.

“Who are you talking about, wife?” Hunter asked.

I raised my eyebrow. “And who are you talking about, Cassio?”

A crease showed up between his eyebrows. He really didn’t like me calling him Cassio. I sort of decided I would call him Cassio in public and Hunter when we were alone. Though, my husband didn’t seem thrilled with it.

When he didn’t answer, I blew lightly into my coffee, the steam coming off of it swirling in the air. There was one thing my husband would have to learn. He couldn’t protect me by not sharing information with me.

“Did you know Chad had a place in upstate New York?” I murmured seemingly offhand. “Under his stepsister’s name.”

“He does?” Luca bit right away.

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