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Both were almost superhumanly gorgeous. The man, tall, dark, and handsome like Silvano. The woman, dark-haired and lovely.
Friends?
Family?
Someone he didn’t want to see.
Or, possibly, didn’t want to be seen with me in front of.
Well, then, I thought, watching the man nod at Silvano, and the woman smile at him, if he was going to be embarrassed to be seen with me, then I was going to make this as uncomfortable as possible for him.
“Honey!” I said, voice high and unnatural for me as I leaned into him, my hand pressing into his chest. “Introduce me to your friends!” I demanded, watching his eyes go freaking huge, his mouth falling open for just a second before he recovered.
“Right, ah, this is my cousin, Lorenzo, and his wife, Giana.”
“Silly, you have to introduce me too,” I said, rolling my eyes at Giana in a universal These men way. “I’m Millie. His girlfriend,” I said, barely able to contain my laugh when his air rushed out of him, making him cough.
“Oh, wow!” Giana said, looking a mix of confused, but pleased. “It’s so nice to meet you.”
“I know, finally!” I said, beaming at the strangers. “I keep wondering When are we going to run into this big family of his. And here you are! I’ve been wanting to get to know some of you. You know, since I’m probably going to be part of this family eventually.”
That’ll teach him for not wanting to be seen with me…
CHAPTER NINE
Silvano
What the fuck was she on?
I could barely think straight as she kept weaving her web of lies, gushing to Giana about how much she’s heard about her and Lorenzo, making it seem like we’d been together for months, not that we’d just met like a fucking week ago.
I had no idea what the hell she was doing.
I mean, I was going to introduce her as a date. Since, clearly, that was what this was. That was what Lorenzo and Giana would think when they saw us.
It was what I would want them to think.
Even if it would come with its own complications. Namely, the grapevine this family had. The gossip would travel fast. I’d be getting dozens of calls and texts. Namely from my mother, demanding to know more. Since I was never seen with anyone. Let alone someone I would introduce to members of the family.
But that was better than Lorenzo finding out the truth. That this woman had seen me doing my job, even if she didn’t know that. That being close with her could mean dangerous complications in the future. For myself, mostly, since I’d been careful to cover up Miko and Nero’s involvement in the actual murders.
“What happened to your hand?” Giana asked, making me stiffen again.
“Oh, this?” Millie asked, waving her cast at them as she shifted position, damn near grinding her ass against me in the process in her attempt to stay close, to keep up this weird facade she was playing at. “So silly. I was taking a run,” she said, leaving out the running through the woods, being chased by a would-be murderer part. “Then I tripped, and tried to break my fall, but ended up breaking my wrist instead. Right, honey?” she asked, turning over her shoulder to look back at me, beaming. But there was something in her eyes that I couldn’t quite place. Something mischievous, sure, but darker than that too. Almost… vindictive.
But that made no sense.
We’d been having a good time.
Even if she’d been really careful to keep steering the conversation herself because she clearly didn’t want to talk about the attack in the woods, about what had led up to her running, quite literally, for her life.
It was fine.
There was time.
Even if I was eager to know more in an attempt to keep her safe.
“Right,” I agreed, voice tight as I glanced from her to Lorenzo, whose head was tipped to the side. Like maybe he was sensing a false note in all of this too.
