Luca's POV
I stare at my beautiful wife in awe, as she helps set the table. The family is slowly showing up, so everyone is pretty much standing around waiting for the guest of honor to arrive. Mara is wearing a gorgeous, well-fitted maroon dress with her favorite black heels. I laughed inwardly when I noticed the slight waddle she had as she walked. Maybe I was a little too rough with her. I hope I didn't hurt her. That's never the goal.
I approached her and patted her ass, making her jump and face me. The look on her face tells me she wasn't expecting that, and for a moment, she assumed I was a random person that was ready to die. I quirked an eyebrow at her. "Did I hurt you earlier, bambina?", I whispered, tracing her jawline with my thumbs. "No", she answered softly. She swallowed ha
