Married.
I’m married.
I have a husband. And not only that, but I’ve also just married into what is probably the most dangerous family in the country.
Though I’m not really worried about that, the Romano’s have more than proved that they would do anything to keep those in their inner circle safe, which somehow automatically included me the moment Enzo laid his eyes on me.
Everyone congratulates us and we all exit the building while Enzo keeps a tight grip on my hand, probably wanting to get out of here as quickly as possible.
“Okay, I’ve got a table booked at Blue Moon,” Alec announces and my husband frowns at him.
“What? Just because I never plan to be in your situation doesn’t mean I can’t do anything nice, and I figured you didn’t think far ahead enough to plan anything after the ceremony, so I decided to book us all a table at the most exclusive restaurant in the city to show my appreciation of this being a courthouse wedding rather than the shit show of their first wedding.” He nods towards Luca and Izzy and they both roll their eyes in unison.
I press a kiss to Enzo’s cheek before breaking off from the group and approaching Lia. She doesn’t know anyone here, so she’s been keeping her distance. The only one in the group that she’s met is Jax, but it’s not like they talked a lot that night at the club since she escaped early.
“Hey,” I say tentatively.
“I’m happy for you babe.” She wraps her arms around me and brings me in for a hug. “Though you do have some explaining to do.”
“I promise I’ll tell you everything after today.”
“Good, you better. Do you want me to stick around with you guys and come to Blue Moon? Or would you rather me let you have some time with your new family?” she asks and flicks her gaze towards the chaotic bunch gathered that I guess now really are my family like Enzo’s been saying all along.
“You’ll always be a part of my family, Lia. Please come.” I plead with my eyes, and she rolls hers.
“Of course,” she says with a grin, and it feels like no time has passed between us even though it’s been months since we’ve seen each other, and I have a hell of a lot to catch her up on. She pulls her cell from her purse and waves it in the air. “Just gotta cancel tonight’s date,” she says with a wink.
The restaurant is busy when we arrive, but we’re shown to a table big enough for all of us in a private room, so we at least have some kind of privacy. This place is one of the most exclusive restaurants in New York, and I dread to think how much this reservation cost Alec, especially with us having a private room.
I take a seat between Enzo and Lia, facing Marco. The atmosphere throughout the meal is chaotic as usual with the Romano’s, and adding Lia, Alec and Jax into the mix makes it even worse, but it causes a warmth in my chest that I’ve never felt before.
With this family, I don’t feel so alone, I feel seen. Well, as seen as I want them too. No one has caught on to the fact that both me and Enzo aren’t drinking wine with our food like the rest of them, and I’m hoping it stays that way. It’d probably be a lot less obvious if Enzo would just drink, but I’m not having that argument with him again.
The day after we found out I was pregnant and I informed him that I couldn’t drink the coffee he had made me, he looked like I’d kicked a puppy before pouring both of our coffee’s down the sink. When I asked him what the hell he was doing, he replied with, “We’re both in this together. We’re pregnant, we can’t drink caffeine or alcohol or eat sushi” like it was the most normal thing in the world. He then went and started googling what you could and couldn’t do during pregnancy. I swear he spent hours reading article after article, making sure he knew everything he needed to know.
I’ve read a lot of books in my life, had a lot of book boyfriends, and not one of them have ever been as supportive and attentive as my husband.
Everyone’s chatting away with each other, laughing and joking when Lia nudges me with her elbow so I turn to face her.
“Come to the bathroom with me?”
I nod to her, press a kiss to Enzo’s cheek and murmur that I’ll be back before Lia and I make our exit and head to the bathroom.
Once inside, Lia spins around to face me with her brow arched, she fists her hips. “So, that’s your new family, huh?”
