Aria waited until Luca was asleep. Hope was in her crib. The house was quiet for the first time in weeks and she wasn't anticipating any danger looming. She found Dante in the study, working through financial reports like he always did when he needed to think. Forehead squeezed and eyes fixed on his work. “Come to bed,” she said softly and reassuringly. Dante looked up from his work, and she saw the shift in his expression. The moment of panic that crossed his face before he could hide it. “It’s late,” he said, which wasn’t an answer. “It’s been six months,” Aria said. “And we’ve barely touched each other babe.” “I know,” Dante said quietly. “I want you,” Aria said. “I want to reconn
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