“I don’t even want to know,” I said, pointing at a grinning Hunter as he moved behind Sienna and draped his arms over her shoulder.
“Sure you do.” Sienna winked at me before handing over her phone.
“Shit!”
“What?”
“I didn’t think…”
“If it makes you feel better, I don’t think Elise was thinking much either.” Sienna shrugged.
I know what she was trying to do. She was trying to make it okay, but there was nothing she could do to make this okay. The photo wasn’t exactly pornographic but it’s definitely not something I’d want to see splashed across the papers of my daughter doing, even if she did look completely breathtaking.
Elise’s leg was hitched up around my hip and I was holding onto her. Her head was thrown back while I kissed her neck. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks flushed. There was no doubt where the moment was headed, but at least everything that need to be covered, was.
“Good night?” Hunter chipped in.
With a smile and shrug, I answered honestly. “Best night.” There was no point lying to him. To any of them. If I could be honest with anyone, it was the people here right now.
“Elise looked stunning,” Dad added.
“You saw?”
“Of course I did,” he scoffed.
“You don’t even have a phone that gets pictures. How did you even…”
“Come on, Luca. For a smart boy, you can be a complete dumbarse sometimes. Your mother showed me first thing Monday morning. And when I say first thing, I mean I was woken when she screeched after seeing you in the headlines of her favourite gossip site.”
“Mum has a favourite gossip site?” Sienna asked.
“Oh yeah. You don’t even want to know what I know about those bloody Kardashians.”
“That’s seriously funny.”
“Yeah, fucking hilarious. But you two,” Dad pointed between Sienna and me, “may want to keep that in mind.”
“What’d I do?” Sienna squeaked.
“I’m still trying to forget…” Dad grumbled, waving his tongs in the air before turning his attention back to the barbeque.
Hunter leant down and whispered something in Sienna’s ear which put stars in her eyes and made her cheeks turn pink. I have no doubt whatever it was that Dad read, I did not want to know.
“Sienna!” Dad’s voice boomed, shocking her out of the trance Hunter had her under.
“Yeah, Dad?”
“Can you go and tell your mother dinner’s almost ready?”
“Sure.”
“Nathan! Josh!”
I turned to watch them scramble out of their seats, and both were on their feet and standing in front of Dad waiting for their marching orders. It was damn hilarious. They’d been part of the family for years but they were still intimidated by the old man.
“Round up those terrors and get them washed up for dinner.”
“No worries, Angelo,” Nathan replied, already heading down the steps and out on to the grass with Josh barely a step behind him.
