Savio Falcone személy
Savio bent over Greta. „Hey doll-face…”
Before I could warn him, Greta's face scrunched up and she began to cry, those chubby cheeks turning red. Savio jerked upright, raising his hands. „Come on, doll-face, girls never cry when they see me.”
Kiara held her out and Savio carefully took her, and then held her against his chest. Greta's eyes had grown wide but she was still quiet.
„I'm not sure I like the look on your face,” Savio murmured. He bent down to pick up another flower and held it in front of Greta's face. „Here, have another snack.”
With a laugh, Kiara hurried toward Leona. Greta ate that flower as well then peering up at Savio, she pulled her fingers from her mouth and touched Savio's chin.
Savio sighed, his mouth curling in disdain. „Baby spittle on my face, the highlight of my day.”
„You also got a petal in your stubble,” I said.
Savio gave me a long-suffering look. „I worked so hard to earn my street credit. This could ruin everything.”
I raised my eyebrows. „If that bull tattoo didn't ruin your reputation, nothing will.”
“You can eat my pizza if you are still hungry,” I suggested.
Four heads turned my way.
“There’s nothing dead on it,” Savio said.
“We can change that in a heartbeat,” Nino said dryly.
“I’m sure there are a couple of limbs you don’t need,” Remo added, exchanging a smirk with Nino.
„This is too weird,” Adamo said. I gave him a smile.
Savio shook his head. „I'm not going to change diapers. I don't give a fuck if Remo gives the order or not. I'm not going anywhere near someone else's shit, baby or not.”
I huffed. „I'm pretty sure you come into contact with more disgusting things on a daily basis.”
Adamo laughed. „He's full of shit anyway.”
„Tell Kiara I'm sorry I wasted her soup.”
„Are you sorry?” I asked as I stopped in front of her. Her blue eyes were still firmly focused on the window.
„I'm sorry for wasting it, not for throwing it at your brother. I'm sorry I missed, though. You can tell him that.”
Savio and Adamo looked as if they were having a stroke. I got it. Remo was one of the most feared men of the country, and here he cradled his baby girl in his arms, patient and careful. Nino was rocking Nevio on his thigh, and my son let out deligthed screeches.
„I suppose that's the end of my whoring days in the house,” Savio murmured.
„You said you never cuddled with a woman. Do you make a habit of cuddling with men, then?”
I chuckled and slid my hand into her hair. She leaned into the touch ever so slightly. I wasn't sure she noticed. „I don't anymore.” At the questioning lift of her eyebrow, I continued. „I used to cuddle with Adamo and Savio when they were really small.”
Her nose wrinkled. „Sorry. I can't see it. Considering how exhausting small kids can be, I'm surprised you didn't end up killing them.”