“But what kind of fun would that be?” She smiled, coming in right past him without waiting for his permission to enter.
Matthias became quickly annoyed. “Aren’t you tired of taking taxis?”
“Aren’t you tired in general?” she replied, crossing her arms, before answering, “And no.” It sure as hell beats having someone watch my every move.
“Well, if you would call Dom, he would actually come to you, but since you don’t …” Matthias gave her an all-knowing look, reading her like she had hurtfully described him last time. “I think it’s because you secretly like it here in Blue Park. So, what exactly are you running from? Is living in a castle not all it’s cracked up to be?”
Maria’s eyes turned into slits. “Is Dominic here or not?” Truthfully, she didn’t have a smart-ass comment, because mostly, what he had said was true.
He couldn’t help but smile because he’d gotten her. “No.”
“Okay, then I’ll wait.” She let the annoying twin know she wasn’t going anywhere, which tipped the smile right off his face. “Where’s Cassius?”
“I’m sure he’s up in Dom’s room.” Matthias told her, heading back to his room. “Get your boyfriend to make you a key already.”
She rolled her eyes. “He’s not my—”
“And Maria”—stopping her lie, Matthias shot her an evil glare from his doorway—“learn how to fucking drive.”
At least he wasn’t fucking dumb, because as soon as she took one step, Matthias quickly shut his bedroom door before she heard the lock on the other side click.
Maria wanted to call him every name in the book, but she didn’t as she passed his bedroom door. Instead, she actually smiled.
Going up the steps, Maria was confused as to why Cassius would be in Dom’s room and was even more confused when she opened the bedroom door to find him not there. About to walk back out to go find him, she noticed the strangely shaped window was cracked open.
Walking up to it, she saw the back of the younger figure sitting on a little flat part of the roof that went straight out from under the window seal. “Cassius?”
Turning, he saw Maria. “What are you doing?”
“Coming out to join you.”
“Well, be careful,” Cassius complained, taking her hand to make sure she didn’t trip. “You should have taken those things off before you came out here.”
“Last time I did that, you gave a dog a thousand-dollar chew toy,” Maria reminded him, taking a seat on the roof beside him.
Cass gave a side smile. “Oh, right.”
Seeing the little dent in the side of the cheek that lifted, Maria’s mouth dropped open. “You have dimples too?”
“Don’t remind me,” he grumbled as his smile quickly dropped.
“What do you mean? They’re adorable,” Maria said in awe. They were hot on Dom, but on Cassius, they were cutest fucking thing in the world. They made the devilish boy finally look his age. They didn’t suit his personality, but that was also what made them so charming.
“So adorable that Kat would always pinch my cheeks to see them.” He rubbed his little cheek, getting rid of the ghost pain.
“Well, from what I could see, they’re not as deep as Dominic’s.” Maria laughed. “I’m sure she just wanted to get a good look.”
Cassius shook his head. “Mine aren’t as deep as Dom’s, because he smiles all the time.”
“Oh, I see.” Maria understood he was implying his dimples weren’t as trained as Dom’s because he rarely smiled. “Kat was just trying to see them.”
He gave one last rub of his cheek for good measure. “Yep.”
“So, is this your usual spot?” Maria asked, staring out at the land that surrounded the home. It was a decent amount of property, but it just looked bleak and sad. There was hardly any grass. “’Cause, if so, this view sucks.”
“I don’t know … I’ve always liked it up here.” Cassius shrugged, looking up at the sky as the sun started to set. “It’s pretty nice out here at night.”
“Yeah, maybe.” It was much different than the night view she was used to.
“Does Dominic’s room not creep you out, though?”
“No … it was my father’s before Dom’s.”
Well, no wonder it creeped her out.
“Did you and your father get along?” Maria asked softly, trying to pry.
Cass gave his answer in a simple shrug.
Seeing that this Luciano didn’t want to answer made her even more curious about their father/son relationship. Maria knew how the other Luciano siblings felt about their father, but the youngest one, she did not. She didn’t want to force it out of him, though, like Angel had said about Dominic ….
Cassius would tell his story when he was ready.
“Um, excuse me …?” Maria’s green eyes caught something. Leaning over, she picked it up from out of the gutter. “What is this?” Of course she knew what it was, but it was a rhetorical question.