Chapter 11
Enzo went straight to poker night after work, not bothering to stop home first. Ella was out looking at coffee tables for his place with Cami, and he didn’t want to accidentally stumble upon them. Not after he’d almost kissed Cami earlier. He had gotten her cheek, but if he was honest with himself, he really wanted to capture her lips and feel her mouth move against his, run his fingers through her red strands of hair, pull her close, and inhale her vanilla coffee scent.
He forced the thought out of his mind and walked into the house, carrying two to-go bags from the restaurant. He made his way to the dining room and cheers erupted as he stepped inside. “Finally,” Dominick said. “We thought you might have gotten lost.”
“Nope, just got stuck chatting with a customer.”
“Was it
