Freddy’s POV

I chuckled, shaking my head.

“That kid has more energy than all of us combined,” Desmond muttered beside me, crossing his arms.

“Better Kyle than me chasing after him,” I replied.

We walked toward the cabana, where the wives had already claimed their spot, lounging under the umbrellas, dressed in summer dresses and wide-brimmed hats, sipping on cocktails.

Aliana was sitting between Valentina and Riley, looking more relaxed than I had seen her in a long time.

And damn if she didn’t look incredible in that bikini under her sheer cover-up.

She must have felt my gaze because she turned her head, catching me staring.

She smirked.

“What?...