Miles laughed softly under his breath, and I tried not to snicker.“What’s so funny?” Nonna asked.“Nothing. That’s just what Mick calls her. His miracle.” He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. “She’s both out miracles.”“I think you all need to look up what a miracle really is,” I laughed dryly. “I’m a rogue, orphaned, ex-sex worker with a bounty on her head. Don’t get me started on my emotional baggage.”“You got a mouth on you too, nipote,” Nonna said smugly around her small espresso cup.“Mother,” Luna Gail looked at her mother-in-law with surprise and disapproval.“Nonna, that’s not-”“Oh, stop,” I smirked, stopping Miles. “It’s true.”“Of course it’s true,” Nonna said with a matter of fact tone. “You are well-seasoned, la mia nipote miracolosa. You have lived a lot of life in your short years. A Luna should have a little grease already in her pan. When life tries to burn you, no matter what comes your way, it will slide right off, burned to a crisp, while you come ou
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