"Did you go to the casino?" Angelo asked as soon as the call connected.
"Are you coming home?" Nikolai asked in turn.
"Yes." He put the phone on speaker as he drove away from the Black mansion. It was already late in the afternoon, an icy wind whipping the trees on the sides of the road.
He hadn't expected to stay this long, thinking there would be nothing to do after the dance session. But to his surprise, there had been so much to do and talk about. Likely, if Mafia King Davian hadn't shown up, they would have hung out till late.
It brought a smile to his face. "I'll bring lunch as I promised," he went on, his smile audible in his voice. …And also do some grocery shopping so that he could attempt to cook dinner.
The call had gone quiet on the other end, but it wasn't tense. He could practically hear the Alpha sulking through the phone lines, and it made Angelo smile wider. "I'll be home soon. I love you."
