“Why?”
“Because we were on a date and—”
“You went on a date with Gio’s sister?”
“Yes. Keep up.”
Footsteps sound just before Enzo appears through the sliding doors.
“Noemi,” he greets, nodding at her.
“Boss.” She sits a little straighter.
“Can I speak to my wife?”
Noemi stands. I do too. “Talk soon, okay?” She quirks a polished brow at me.
“Yes. Promise.”
She leaves.
Enzo tilts his head. “How was therapy?”
“Good, actually. I feel better today.”
“You seem better,Cuore mio.I’m glad.”
I step into his embrace, but he holds himself back.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, chewing my lip.
He smiles down at me, then steps back. “Nothing’s wrong.I just have a present for you.”
He starts stripping off his shirt.
“I don’t think sex—”
He snorts. “It’s not sex.” He pumps his brows. “Unless…”
I roll my eyes. “Just show me the present,Tesoro.”
Once his shirt’s off, I understand. My eyes widen at the plastic wrap and bandage over his right bicep.
“You got a new tattoo?”
He nods, peeling the covering away.
Marcus’s torture destroyed the one over his heart—my name. Another thing he ruined.
My breath catches when I see it.
An infinity symbol sprawls across his arm, the lettersIandEcurled inside its loops. Underneath, the words:Cuore mio. My heart.His name for me. Always.
Then he opens his palm out to me. My necklace sits there—the one Marcus tore from my body.
My eyes sting. “I—” I shake my head. “I love you.”
He takes my chin, lifting it gently, and presses his lips to mine. “Infinitely.”
