But she made it difficult not to love her.I just wished I understood why she and Carlo would risk their families for a lay.
Nick was no slouch.
Nick was hot.
Everything about that man screamed sex.And the way he looked at his wife was—
Well, you knew what was going through his mind.He loved Eve.
Absolutely adored her.
But he also knew exactly how hot she was.
I had no idea why she'd throw all of that away for some quickies with another man.
“Turn it up, I can't hear,” Eve requested as she grabbed a pot and filled it up with water.
I turned to watch the screen while Stefan washed his hands in the other sink.
Giselle turned up the volume on the familiar newscast.I'd watched it many times back home.
“I like to stay informed.Even when we're out of the country.We can switch it to whatever you want after this, though.”
I glanced briefly at Eve.She'd been talking to me.“It’s fine.This is good.”
“Francesca likes that reality show.With all the married people fighting,” Stefan informed her.
“Oh, I love that one, too.I think a new season is starting soon,” Eve said.
“I'm a little behind.I missed last season,” I said, but didn't elaborate.
Eve frowned and put the pot on the stove.“What?Why?”
I shrugged and turned back to the TV.I didn't want to get into it and tell her I couldn't afford the streaming service it was on.The only reason I could watch those shows back at my apartment was because I got free cable there.
Once I moved back in with my dad and sister—that all went away.But these people didn't need to hear my sob stories.All I said was, “Life just got busy.No time to watch, really.”
Eve turned on the gas stove.“We'll have to catch you up.”Luckily, after that, Eve dropped the subject.I was excited about watching last season, though.I couldn't wait to binge it.
“Come sit with me,” Giselle called from the big table where she sat.“Those two can handle everything.”
Eve piped in.“Absolutely, go sit, Francesca.You must be tired from doing all that work yesterday.”
I looked at her.“You all did as much as I did.Or more, even.”
Eve laughed at that and shook her head.“Oh, my gosh.That is not true at all.You designed the entire thing.All we did was follow your lead.You've got a great eye, by the way.”
Stefan picked up a knife and arranged a cutting board on the counter.“She's a talented artist.”
Eve's face brightened.“Really?Well, that makes sense then.”
I shook my head and looked around.They were right.Stefan and Eve had everything handled.I'd probably just be in the way.“Don't listen to him.He's exaggerating.”Then I wandered over to the table and sat down with Giselle.
We carried on a light conversation while the news played in the background.Stefan and Eve cooked and talked, having a good time in the kitchen.My heart ached to think about how all of this would change once he found out she was sleeping with his brother.
Speaking of Stefan's brother—Carlo walked in from outside, and Nick followed him close behind.
“Oh, crap.I forgot about the meat.”I jumped up and rushed over to the fridge.
