the shot that I had poured myself. Uncle Rocco just sighed and turned t

uncle as he walked away looking slightly defeated. ��You couldn�

me, earning a glare from me. I picked up the bottle and poured her a shot, forcing it into her hand, ��shut up and drink.�� Gia

hat you will count to four before throwing a punch,�� Gia giggled. I looked

d swaying my hips from side to side while holding onto Gia��s hands. She refused to move at all, just standing there watching me. I rolled my eyes and let go of her hands to dance around her trying to get

as cut into a simple fade was too boring for me and while I could tell he had some muscle, I liked guys that had more so that they at least gave the impression that I wouldn't be able to take them. He was perfect for Gia though. ��Want to

loozy to make out with like he liked to do when we went out. I sat down beside him when I got there and he handed me a shot before pouring himself one. We clinked our glasses together and smiled a rare smile at each other. ��To getting her mind off of the random she is supposed to marry,�� I said and threw back the shot. I reached

�� I asked the bartender as

Caesar handed me the new bottle and I walked back to our table. When I got there, Gia was sitting at the booth next to the guy that she had been dancing with. Lucca was gone and she was giggling and I was happy that she was so happy. At least until I looked beside the guy to find some

drink from the bottle. ��Why is he here? I thought he was still in Italy.�� I only shrugged not knowing anything since I hadn't heard from him since he was sent away. I was angry at him

ghts were a little brighter than they were on the dance floor and could see the Italian in him now. He had a