Tootsie grimaced, and he glanced at his brother, who nodded.
“In just over a year, my life has been completely upended, but I figured it was all worth it because I had Luca." I tried to swallow the emotion tightening my throat. “But he was taken from me.”
Tootsie cautiously reached out, taking my hand in his. “And I didn’t help.”
“No. You didn’t.” I looked down to where he was prying my fingers open. Bright red crescent moons marred my palm. Yanking out of his hold, I slapped him.
Taz took a step toward us, but Marco held up his hand.
“That doesn’t even begin to make things right. Luca will be the one to deal with you.”
Tootsie moved his jaw back and forth and nodded. “Understood.”
“Move.” I fanned him to the side, but he didn’t budge. “I mean it. I want to talk to Zoe.”
Zoe stepped out from behind him, but he moved to the side to block her once again. “Jesus, Tootsie. She’s not going to kill me.”
He looked at her with a raised brow.
“Probably,” Zoe added. “I’m sorry you ended up taking care of Cy. I’m sorry all the men were fucking worthless.”
I snorted, fighting the smile that threatened to ruin the whole vibe I was going for.
Shrugging, she pushed Tootsie aside, and he let her. “It’s been over a year since Cy tried to have me killed. Believe me, I’m pissed it took this long, and I’m sorry you were the one to do it. I wish I would’ve been the one to pull the trigger.”
Flashes of Cy with his dick out seconds before I killed him filled my mind.
If only she knew.
There was a knock at the door, and Tommy stuck his head in. “The Chronis brothers are here.”
“Bring them in,” Marco said as he sat at the desk.
Zoe curled into Tootsie’s side, and he pulled her close as if it was the most natural thing in the world. The sight tugged at my heart, and for the millionth time, I longed for my own human security blanket.
The door opened again, and the Chronis brothers entered, flanked by two other men. Nikos Chronis ate up the space between him and his sister, his arms wide open. “Zoe.”
She stayed wrapped around Tootsie, shaking her head.
Nikos’s arms dropped as Alex joined him.
“Torquato.” Alex nodded, his expression grim. “How kind of you to bring our sister home.”
I cleared my throat, and every head in the room turned to me. “I hate to break up this heartfelt reunion, but I think there are bigger things to discuss.”
“Sasha’s right. Please, sit.” Marco gestured to the set of wingbacks in front of the desk.
The brothers shared a silent conversation, then sat in unison. I wondered if they were always so in sync.
“With Cy out of the picture, we need to solidify the relationship between our families.”
Alex nodded. “A promise is a promise. You handled the Cy problem. Now we’ll honor the peace between our families.” He glanced at his sister and pursed his lips. “Is that going to be a problem?”
Marco didn’t spare the couple a look. “I don’t know why it would be.”
“Do you want a Moretti marrying a Chronis?” Nikos asked, clearly disgusted by the idea.
“Who’s getting married?” Taz snarked from the drink cart where he was pouring scotch.