Chapter 42

“What’s wrong, baby?” Enzo frowned, grasping Gray’s arm.

“Bobby…” Gray spilled some coffee on the table and stood in a rush.

“Shit.” Enzo picked up the phone. “I’ll call Carlo. You get to tell Bobby.”

Enzo dialed Carlo while Gray ran for his phone to call Bobby. 14

Enzo’s Kitchen and Great Room

Monday, November 14 at 10

“Good Morning, Bobby, this is Gray.”

“You two finally do it?” Gray could hear the smirk in Bobby’s voice.

“Finally? We’ve been seeing each other for three weeks.”

“Yeah, but he’s been watching you since my bachelor party. I’ve also seen you watching him since the night he first walked into the bar. That’s a total of four months…long enough to become involved.”

“He proposed.” Gray’s face heated for what seemed like the ninety-sixth time that morning.

“When’s the wedding? Who’s planning it?” Bobby really was up in everyone’s business.