I sat rigidly on the bed. How long was Luca standing by the entrance? Not that Enzo and I made out in the kitchen, but still.The door opened, and Luca walked in holding a tray of food.I bit my lip. He was shirtless, his pants hanging low on his hips. If this were the first time I was engaged to him, I would have drooled.He placed the tray on the bed and gave me a look.“You’re tense,” he murmured. As he sat down, he winced. “Fuck,” he grunted.“S…sorry,” I managed to force out. That’s what a good fiancée should say, right?Luca chuckled. “You sound like you’re reciting a script.”He reached for the tray and placed it on his lap.“I should help you with that,” I said, pointing at the spoon. “I promised to be good.”He smirked faintly. He looked so much like Enzo, it pissed me off. Enzo is the hotter one, though. Damn it, Sofia, you’re terrible!“Okay,” he said softly. I narrowed my eyes. He was acting so fucking strange; Luca never talked to me softly.“You look tense, babe.”“B
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