- ARIA
The morning sun hit the mansion floor in sharp, cold slats.
I was nursing a coffee, watching the steam rise, when my phone buzzed with a text from Hogan.
“Luca agreed? Seriously? I thought I was dead meat. Listen, Aria, dinner is on us. My mate and I are picking up the tab. No arguments. I owe you my life, or at least my law license.”
I couldn't help the small, lopsided smile that tugged at my lips. Hogan was still playing the polite Beta, even after almost being flattened by the Storm Ridge steamroller.
"Something funny?"
Luca walked into the kitchen, already dressed in a charcoal suit that fit him like a second skin. He looked entirely too awake for a man who had spent the night... well, being a devoted husband.
"Hogan," I said, seting the phone down. "He wa
