“No, but you love them and I’m still popping them in the air fryer. That counts as fuc- cooking.” He giggles and nods, knowing I almost swore.
“Okay! I hope Azura likes it, Daddy… what if she doesn’t?” He stares at the food, and I raise an eyebrow.
“I thought you liked the food I cook.”
“I do, but what if Azura doesn’t?”
“And who cares? I’m sure she’ll eat whatever considering she can’t even cook,” I smirk.
“Oh, yes. Azura can’t cook… then she will like Daddy’s food.” Yeah, she fucking will.
I leave the chicken on the griddle pan and tell Corrado to take the drinks from the fridge to the table. That will keep him busy long enough for me to get changed into something else. I leave the lounge and go to my bedroom. I enter the bathroom to wash my face before I take out some black jeans and a black t-shirt. The bedding has been changed in here, too. Running my fingers through my hair, I return to the lounge only to see Corrado fixing his shirt. He turns and gives me a megawatt smile.
“Do I look okay, Daddy?”
“You look great,” I reply as his eyes examine me.
He frowns.
“Why is Daddy not wearing something nice?”
“I’ve been working all day, kiddo. I like what I’m wearing.”
“It’s not a dinner outfit. Daddy, you look like a bad boy. Azura likes people who look smart!”
Nah, she likes me just the way I fucking am.
“Well, the main thing is you look cute and smart, and this dinner is for you, right?” His smile returns with full force, and he nods.
“Oh, yes!”
I take the chicken off the grill and place it onto the bed of salad before covering the platter and checking the chips. The doorbell rings, and I stiffen. Just the thought of being around her is extremely appealing, yet fucking confusing.
Corrado runs to the door, waiting for me to open it. I cross the room and open the door. Her scent fills my senses, and I can’t stop myself from looking her over. She is wearing a cropped, duck egg, off-shoulder knit top with a black denim skirt paired with over-the-knee heeled boots. The subtle touch of make-up only emphasizes her gorgeous features. She is dressed to kill, and with her looking as sexy as hell, I know this is going to be one fucking hard dinner.
“Hey, boys.” She smiles before crouching down and passing Corrado the gift bag that I hadn’t even noticed she was carrying.
“Hey, Azura! Oh, thank you!” Corrado replies, peering into the bag before giving her a hug.
“You are most welcome!” She stands up slowly, her gaze turning to me, and it is fucking obvious that she likes me in whatever. I almost smirk when she can’t stop herself from running her eyes over me appreciatively. “Not going to invite me in?” She asks, her voice sounding dangerously seductive.
Our eyes lock before I step back slightly, giving her enough space to brush past me. The dangerous sparks of the bond surge through me at the light touch before she follows Corrado into the apartment. I shut the door, my eyes on her ass, as she saunters over to Corrado, who is already giving her a tour of the place. Damn, those legs are fucking fine…
Well, this sure is going to be ten fucking times harder than I thought.
A Sizzling Dinner
Azura
Corrado is thrilled to see me and is showing me the entire apartment. The delicious smell of food is making me lick my lips, or is that his scent? I’m not sure… either way, the place smells divine.
Kiara and Alejandro had left after lunch and although I’ll miss them, I’m glad I at least got to see them for a short while. Kiara’s parting words were to take care of myself, and the baby, along with a not-so-subtle comment about talking to Leo and trying harder. In what way? Well, I know what she wants and hopes for. Think before acting, Zu.
Marcel had asked if I wished to stay at the mansion, but I had politely declined, deciding to return to the apartment beneath Leo’s. The short conversation I’d had with him now replays in my mind,
EARLIER THAT DAY…
“Thank you for everything,” I said, looking at Marcel. We had just walked Al and Kia to the pack borders.
“I’m afraid I didn’t do enough, but I can assure you that Emmet will be punished for what he tried to do. I know my son, and I know he has a level head on his shoulders most ofthe time.” We walked alongside each other as we made our way back.
“I know…” I said, placing my hand on my stomach. Leo would protect this pup…
“I am happy that I’m going to be a grandfather again.” He smiled, and I smiled back.
“Yes, I just fear that this one might just be a little monster brewing with parents like us.” I wanted to say like Leo… but I knew I was psycho, too. Marcel let out a chuckle.
“Well, kids aren’t always like their parents; Leo is nothing like me or his mother for that matter…” His smile faded to a softer, tender one, and I knew he was remembering her. “Petra was a very caring woman with a good heart, strong yet gentle at the same time…” A frown creased his brow, and he sighed.
“Are you okay?” I asked hesitantly.
“Of course… just my time with her and the memories are so vague… fleeting even because I don’t remember much… she died when Leo was still rather young…”
The memory of Leo’s dream had returned to me, and I wondered how much Marcel knew, or didn’t know. Doesn’t he have a right to know?
“And this is Daddy’s room!” Corrado’s excited voice brings me out of my reverie.
“Corrado.” Leo’s voice comes with a subtle warning.
I skim the room. There was no sign of a woman living there… I guess Nikki really did move out. I glance at the bed and can’t deny that a pang of jealousy and pain rushes through me at the thought of them both in that bed. I might be pregnant with his pup… but I have never slept with him. Not that I wanted to. Although, I don’t think I would be able to sleep if he was in my bed.
Urgh, focus, Azura. Now I really sound like a hormonalpregnant woman.
“Okay, Azura, let’s go have dinner. Daddy worked very hard!” He takes my hand, tugging me to the table, and I follow.
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