Chapter 416
"For sure." I curled my fingers into the blanket, flashes of myself having gone super-demony assaulting me. I had no regrets for what I'd done, wouldn't apologize for what I was, but I braced myself for a new battle of acceptance. "Everyone hale and whole?"
Antonia rushed me. I pulled the blankets up like that could ward her off, gasping when she too, crushed me in a hug. Geez, what was with the Italians today?
"You want biscotti?" she said and handed me a container heaping with raisin ones. "I make them for you. Any time."
I licked my lips. Biscotti, maybe not. However...I sent my boyfriend a sly glance. "Will you make me cornetti? The cream ones?"
Drio snorted.
"Please don't mind him." I elbowed the Rasha in question. "He's just jealous because raisin biscotti are his favorites."
Drio shot me a look of betrayal so absolute I almost couldn't keep a straight face as Antonia beamed and pinched my cheeks.
"Sì. Whenever you want. Ah, bellissima."