They moved to the living room once they had their drinks. Sutton eased herself onto the couch, feeling the day’s exhaustion deep in her bones.
Luca sat beside her, not too close, but near enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from him. He was like a furnace. One thing she had enjoyed during winter in bed with him. “You look tired,” he murmured. “Do you want me to take you home?”
Before she could answer, Keira appeared in front of them, arms crossed. “So,” she said bluntly. “What exactly do you want from my sister? Because if it’s just the baby you can get lost, she needs more than that, and she deserves it too.”
“Keira!” Sutton hissed, mortified. She should have known it was the calm before the storm.
Luca, to his credit, didn’t flinch or back away from the fight. Standing up
