RONAN'S POV“I'm going to go get her,” Luca muttered, starting to push himself up from the plush leather of the booth.I pursed my lips as I stared at him across the small table, as I noticed the tightness in his jaw and his shoulders…everywhere.He was nervous, but why?Could it be because he was also feeling it? This tension between us?“Just text her,” I replied, waving a hand dismissively toward the center-piece candle. “She's only been gone for three minutes. Stop hovering.”“I'm not hovering, Calloway. I'm being a gentleman. Unlike you, apparently,” Luca shot back, his green eyes flashing with a sudden, sharp heat. “Also, you just made a good point about how it'd look if we're seen like this, without Sienna.”I let a slow, obnoxious grin spread across my face, loving the way his composure seemed rattled. “Well it doesn't matter, I don't really care about their narratives.”“Can you stop?” Luca hissed. “Stop always trying to get a rise out of me.”I shrugged, refusing to back dow
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