Captive of My Mafia Crush
“Don’t want to catch cold.”
“Oh, Iris,” Lucy says, breaking into a huge smile and throwing her arms around me in a big hug. “You really are just that sweet, aren’t you?”
I laugh a little, hugging Lucy back and giving a little shrug. “It just sucks to be cold.”
She grins at me and nods, pulling the hoodie on as Tony tugs open the door and the two head outside. When I turn back to the living room, I see Christian and Frankie smiling at me with pride. And Nico, as usual, just looking at me like I’m an idiot.