“Oh, we should see if Angelo wants one.” I looked around, catching sight of my guard about ten feet away. I waved him over as Matteo growled. I had asked Sienna why Matteo didn’t like Angelo, and she had looked so confused. She’d said Angelo saved Matteo’s life and that being assigned to me was a huge honor for the young guard. I had to conclude that my husband might feel slightly possessive of me, and the thought made me so happy I could levitate.
