Luca POV
The sun was up, shining brightly, and daytime New York was up and moving by the time I finished cleaning up and smoothing over the mess Alessa had made with the Capelli family in our club on Fifth.
I was f*****g exhausted.
All I wanted was to get home to Elena and make sure she was okay, that her anxiety had calmed. Twisting my wrist, I checked my watch and cursed. At well past eight, she'd already be out chasing whatever assignment her editor had thrown at her. Which meant I'd either need to find an excuse to track her down, maybe take her to lunch, or wait until she was home.
My need to see her, to check in on her, overrode my need for sleep. So I was in the process of pulling out my phone to text her and make lunch plans when it started ringing in my hand.
"Father" fla
