Chapter Twenty-Six

Breakfast was awkward as hell as Milo kept staring at Luciana and she blushed so much that I thought the red in her cheeks might stay there forever. She finally had enough of him and looked him squarely in the eye.

“What Milo?” I grinned as I leaned back in my seat and watched the exchange between them.

“I can’t believe you just kept going.” Milo continued to eat and he probably should’ve known she’d have a smart-assed reply.

“Jealous you weren’t in on the action?”

Milo choked as I laughed and Luciana lowered her head again and started on her own breakfast. Milo raised his eyes towards mine and nodded proudly.

“She’ll fit right in.”

Eleven or so weeks sped by in a blur with Luciana sleeping in my bed every single night. She told me about her childhood and I told her about mine. It felt like I could tell her anything and she spent a lot of time with us in the office.

She surprised the hell out of us all when she took the file Ivan was busy with and grabbed a pen. We all studied her for