Page 435 of Reign

She looks at me. “What?”

“This is Luciano.”

Her attention immediately returns to him. “Hi.”

Another almost-giggle hides inside the word.

Luciano offers her his hand. “Bianca.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you.” She takes it, then looks at me over her shoulder with eyes that scream, Holy shit, Elena.

I narrow mine.

She grins.

This day is already a mistake.

Luciano releases her hand and looks at me. His attention moves slowly from my face to the soft purple dress I chose, then down my bare legs.

Bianca watches the entire thing.

Wonderful.

“Have fun,” he says.

“We will.”

He reaches into his wallet and holds out a black card.

I look at it. “I don’t need this.”

“Take it.”

“I have money.”

“I know.”

“And I still use my brothers’ cards.”

“You don’t need to use your brothers’ cards anymore.”

I take the card only so he’ll stop holding it between us. “I absolutely still use their cards.”

“Not today.”

“Are you in some kind of financial competition with Angelo and Santo?”

“There’s no competition.”

The answer comes with the quiet confidence of a man who has already declared himself the winner of a contest no one else knows exists.

“Use mine,” he says.

“What if Bianca wants something?”

“Buy it.”

Bianca makes a strangled sound beside me.