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I scoffed. “You don’t listen well enough to take it easy,” I said, shaking my head. “But if you sit down and it’s something like dinner, fine. I won’t bitch too much about it.”

He grinned and kissed me. “Minimal bitching is all I can ask for.”

I slapped his chest. Enzo grunted. Laughing, I walked into the kitchen as my phone buzzed. I stared at the screen before tucking my phone away again.

“Who was that?” Enzo asked.

“My mom.”

“You’re not going to answer it?”

I shook my head. “Not yet. She can wait until we meet up.” Hopefully, without my father. I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to go. I sent her back a quick message letting her know I was alive but nothing more. “You and your brothers talk about everything, don’t you?”

“Pretty much,” Enzo said. “You have to in this life. Secrets can get everyone killed.”

“I could have gotten you all killed,” I pointed out. “You still kept me a secret, didn’t you?”

He walked over and wrapped his arms around me, leaning his chin into the crook of my neck. “Yes, I did. It was a stupid decision. Benito’s probably still irritated with me.”

“What about Giancarlo?”

“He gets over things pretty quickly. Most things.” He kissed my ear. “I need you to get along with them.”

Groaning, I turned around and pushed the hair out of his face. “Fine. I’ll try.”

“They’re just like me.”

“I’m not in love with them,” I pointed out. “And Benito’s an ass.”

Enzo burst out laughing. “Yes, Benito is an ass, but he’s family. You are too now if you’re with me. Just like he looks out for us, he’ll be looking out for you too.”

Great. I’d gone from cop to affiliated with criminals overnight. I looked at the pleading expression on Enzo’s face and deflated right away. Enzo was no better than the rest of them, that’s what I had to come to terms with. If I was in love with him, then I had to at least try to get along with his brothers. Maybe it wouldn’t come overnight, but it would eventually.

I hoped.

“Alright,” I said. “If it’s going to make you happy, I’ll do it. That’s all I care about.”

He smiled, relief smoothing the lines on his forehead. “Does this mean I get to meet your parents?”

“No way!” I laughed. “My dad, remember?”

“Your dad who hits you.”

I tensed. “I don’t want to talk about that right now, okay?” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “All I want to do is spend time with you, eat, and then maybe we can sit on the couch. You can read, and I can watch the game.”

Enzo’s lips brushed over mine. “My boyfriend, the game watcher.” He chuckled.

I poked him in the ribs. “Shut up.”

Our lips pressed together. The rest of the world melted away as I held onto Enzo, melting against his body. I never wanted to let him go.

“Meow!”

I stepped back. “Alright, food’s coming.”

“I bought him one of those automatic feeders like the ones in your place. It should be here today.” When I stared at Enzo, he rolled his eyes. “You don’t wake up early enough to feed him, and he whines about it and steps all on me.”

“You love him,” I teased.

“Whatever. I love both of you.”

My heart squeezed. “Say it again.”

Enzo groaned. “I love both of you!” he snapped.

“Good boy.”

“Just because there’s a hole in me doesn’t mean I won’t kick your ass.”

I grinned. “Bring it on, baby.”