of having children only to have them sentenced to that.
“That’s not really relevant,” I said, then spotted the waiter carrying our pizzas to the table. “Oh, thank God. I think I might just order another one.”
April’s gaze remained locked on mine for another long moment. She knew I was trying to change the subject, but it appeared she didn’t know if she was ready for it to be changed.
In the end, she decided against pushing me and grinned at the waiter when he dropped the pizza off instead. “Thank you. This looks amazing.”
The guy gave her a quick salute. “I’ll send your compliments to the chef. Please enjoy your meal.”
She dove into telling me stories about her and Luna and all the things they used to get up to back in the day. I appreciated her attempt to lighten the mood, but there was something else we needed to talk about before we could let all the serious stuff go for the night.
There was a lull in her stories while she was practically inhaling her last slices of pizza, and I decided to just jump in. “While Adi’s not here, I also wanted to talk to you about Craig.”
“What about him?” She scowled. “Do we have to talk about him tonight?”
“I spoke to the law firm that represents me. They’ve got a family law department and they’re willing to represent you. I’ve already spoken to the head of the team and he’s taking your case himself.”
She gaped at me after swallowing her pizza. “Are you serious? You really didn’t have to do that for me. I told you I’d make a plan.”
“Now you don’t need to.” I grinned. “Also, I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Adi, remember?”
“Well, at least now I know why.” Another smile lit her eyes and a meaningful moment passed between us. “You’re really quite a guy, Chris. Every time I think I have you even a little bit figured out, you add a whole ‘nother puzzle to the one I thought I solved.”
Chapter 28
APRIL
The lights in the cavernous living area of his penthouse apartment came on when we walked inside. Chris dropped his keys and phone on a modern glass table before he turned to hold his hand out to me.
“You want something to drink?”
I shook my head. “I want to see more of this place. It’s huge. I love how much space there is in here.”
It was tastefully yet sparsely decorated with dark furniture, light walls, and the occasional gray or teal accent. Metal and glass dominated the space, but the pictures on the walls, area rugs, and personal touches made it feel warm instead of soulless. “I didn’t even think there really were apartments this size in the heart of New York City.”
“Some.” He shrugged. “Not many.”
I’d heard of these places, but seeing one for myself was almost surreal.
Luna had told me stories of Cyrus’s bachelor pad back in the day, but I’d never seen it for myself. They’d since moved to a mansion in the suburbs, and I was pretty sure this penthouse was about the same size of that.
It was unfathomable to me what one did with so much space, but it would be cool to try figure it out. One entire part of the room was set a little lower than the rest of it, and it was filled with all kinds of guitars on stands.
“Can you play?” I asked, instantly even more attracted to him. What was it about men with the dexterity to handle a guitar that made them so freaking sexy?
He nodded. “It’s a hobby I’ve had practically since birth. I thought you wanted a tour?”
I rocked my head from side to side. “Now I’m not so sure if I want a tour or a song.”
“Let’s do the tour first, then end up back here. We can have a drink and you’ll have time to think about a song you want to request.”
The way he looked at me didn’t say he was thinking about drinking, guitars, or even giving a tour. After the sexually and emotionally charged night we’d had though, I couldn’t say I blamed him.
I also really didn’t mind him looking at me like I was a lollipop he wanted to lick all over. In fact, the thought of having him licking me all over made my nipples pebble and brought my own need to the forefront of my mind again.
“Sure,” I agreed. “Let’s do that.”
He didn’t need to know yet what