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“Bienvenido.” She nods.

Cam mutters off some words to her in Spanish, then guides us all to the living room and kitchen.

“This is where I always spend the most time when I am here. So I figured I would show it to you first. I just love how all the doors open out to the deck and pool. And wait ’til you see the view,” she says excitedly as we walk through the open kitchen to the outside.

It’s beautiful here. The way you can see the mountains and the sea. Aria gets excited when she sees the pool and I brush my hand over her curls.

“Marta was the woman at the front door, she will get you anything you need. Her English isn’t great but her daughter Lucia should be back from the store soon. She is filling the fridge for you guys.”

“You don’t live here all the time?” I ask curiously.

Cam shakes her head. “I wish, but my brute of a boyfriend demands we work from Paris rather than here. He needs to get his priorities straight.” She gestures to the view. “This is a much better office, in my opinion.”

“Is Bastian here?” Kilian asks as he shoves his phone back in his pocket.

“In his office. You know how he is.” She turns toward me. “The man doesn’t know how to take a break.”

Kilian snickers. “Oh, Cam, how I’ve missed you. I’m guessing you still haven’t softened the bastard.”

Cam looks to see if Aria is in earshot, but she ran off to look off the side of the balcony. “Only in the bedroom. And even that takes convincing.”

“I’m sure you're quite skilled at it,” Kilian jokes.

A huge smile takes up Cam’s face. “Of course I am. No one else can tame the beast.”

I smile softly at their banter. My jealousy fading as I piece together that they are good friends.

“Kilian.” A deep, brooding voice comes from one of the archways of the kitchen.

“Bastian,” Kilian answers. “Come here, you old brute.”

Bastian shakes his head as he shakes hands with Kilian and then they give each other a one-armed hug.

“Thank you for letting them stay here.”

“You’ve done so much for me and my family. You know I will always help you out.”

Bastian turns toward me and holds out his hand. His grip firm as I shake it. “I’m Bastian Montford. Kilian and I go way back. Before he was dead,” he jokes.

Cam coughs. “Did you just tell a joke?” She clasps her hands to her chest. “I think I am gonna have a heart attack.”

I laugh. She is something else and I can tell the two of them are completely opposite but I don’t miss the love in both their eyes.

“I’m Mirabella, well Kilian calls me Bella. So you can as well.” I yell for Aria and she comes skipping over. “This is my daughter, Aria.”

Bastian gives a small smile to me, then does a double take when he looks at Aria. His gaze drifting over to Kilian before going back to Aria.

Well it didn’t take him long to figure it out.

Kilian claps him on the shoulder. “Let’s go enjoy a whiskey and a cigar, brother.”

Bastian grunts and I watch the two of them walk inside.

“Well, that was awkward,” Cam says. “How about I show you two your rooms and then we can lie out on the deck, enjoy a martini, and soak up some sun?”

With the way my day is going, I’ve never heard a better idea. “Sounds great.”

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