“He’s back. It’s time,” he says coldly.
Chapter 68
Take Me Home
Nyla
“Excuse me, ma’am, what’s that?” Lizzy gasps as I reach for a napkin to get a cupcake.
I placed my ring on my hand this morning after finally confirming my suspicions. We’re having a baby and since Ava is on her way, why shouldn’t I wear it?
“Today is about Bella. We’ll talk, I have so much to tell you.”
“Oh my God, but to who? Tell me that at least.”
“Gio, but I’m marrying them both.”
Lizzy frowns at me and places her hand on her hip. “How can you do that?”
“I’ll explain later.”
“Nope, tell me this now.”
“Ugh, Gio and I are going to get married legally. Jace and I will have a handfasting ceremony.”
“I knew it. I knew you were involved with them both.”
“Quiet down.”
She gives me a smile. “I haven’t told Dante yet, but I’m pregnant,” she whispers.
I tug her into a hug so fast it makes me light-headed. I squeeze her so tight. “I’m so freaking happy for you. You’re going to be a great mom. Look at this party. Mommy and Daddy would be so proud.”
“I hope so. Maybe you’ll have a baby soon too.”
I keep my mouth shut. I don’t want to tell the guys before tomorrow. If I tell Lizzy, it could slip and I wouldn’t be allowed anywhere near the plans.
“Maybe,” I choke out.
I release her and grab my cupcake. I get lost in thought as I walk around the rink. I catch Gio standing out on the roller rink on his skates. When I get to the DJ booth, I have an idea.
I smile and grab her attention to give a request. She nods and a moment later puts the song on. “Take me home” by Phil Collins comes on and I smile.
Throwing my cupcake wrapper away, I take off my skate guards and push my way out on the floor. Gio turns right as I roll up. He looks up toward the speakers and smiles. I come to a stop before him and place my hands on his chest.
Looking down, he spots my ring and his entire face lights up. He cups my face and dips his head to kiss me. I’m taken by surprise at first but sag into his heat and return the kiss.
“Is that Uncle G kissing Auntie Ny?Yes,” I hear Bella sing nearby.
Gio chuckles into my mouth before breaking the kiss. “I will forever love this song,” he says.
“I still remember the look on your face.”
He frowns and backs up, pulling his phone out. Turning his attention back to me, he kisses my forehead.
“Showtime,” he murmurs and pushes off across the rink to Dante.
I sigh. Yeah, I won’t say anything today. The day after tomorrow, we can celebrate our victories.