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She ignored him. “Come in, you two. Kevin, I’m so sorry about our lunch date, but I’m having family issues that I need to take care of.”
The man who had arrived to visit Sonya was no taller than she was. Romy looked him over and found nothing whatsoever appealing. The slight shoulders couldn’t hold his shirt up well let alone support Sonya on a crutch.
“A date?” He spoke with distaste before he could catch himself.
“Who’s he?” Kevin demanded, looking up at Romy.
“That’s not your concern,” Jody said. “I’m going to need you to step three feet away from Mr. Sartori.”
The young girl let out a sound of awe, all wide-eyed and dreamy as she stared at Jody.
“Romy, your bodyguard doesn’t have any business ordering my guests around!”
“Bodyguard?” The scrawny guy wrinkled his nose. “What’s he got a bodyguard for, a man big as he is? Some people think they’re more important than they are, I guess.”
“He’s—” Sonya began.
Jody coughed. “Not your business, dude. Move now, final warning.”
“Hey!” Sonya rounded on him.
Romy was thinking this apartment was too small for so many people. He had no wish to reprimand Jody as he was doing his job, although he did worry about the safety of his Porsche. No way would he get Jody to leave with this Kevin character there, whom he hadn’t been able to search. His and his brothers’ bodyguards took their jobs seriously because of incidents in the not too distant past.
“He’s just doing his job, Sonya. I need to talk to you.”
“Mamma,” came a small voice.
Romy spun around. A baby boy on hands and knees crawled into the living room where they all stood. He stared at the baby’s fair skin and dark curly hair. From the distance between them and the shadows, Romy couldn’t tell if his eyes were still blue or if there were any other telltale signs this was his son. Regardless, he was spellbound watching him.
Sonya clicked with her tongue and started over to him. “You climbed out of your crib again? Ciò che è la mamma di andare a fare con te, eh?”
Romy was impressed with how fast she spoke the words. Apparently, there were some phrases and sentences she could speak.
“Did you just talk another language?” Kevin asked, confused. “What does that mean?”
Sonya scooped the baby into her arms and wandered back over to them. “It means ‘what am I going to do with you?’”
“Mamma,” Romy interjected. “You called yourself his mamma.”
She eyed him. “His mother died when he was three months old. I’m all he knows, and I decided to raise him as my son. Do you have a problem with that?”
Romy shifted his gaze to the baby’s. Ocean blue eyes. That was the only resemblance. He didn’t even favor Sonya all that much, but something inside Romy wanted to take a chance.
“Pack his things. If you want to come with him, pack yours as well.”
“Excuse me?” Her anger radiated, but Romy wasn’t a Sartori for nothing. He knew about his reputation as being the nicest of the three brothers, but he also knew his worth. He was aware of the dangers, and even a one percent chance this boy was his was enough to bully Sonya into caving to his will.
Chapter 5
Sonya jerked awake, her heart pounding. She pressed a hand to her chest and looked around the unfamiliar room. Gradually, memories returned of the day before. She no longer lived in her rinky-dink apartment but in a real honest to goodness mansion.
When Romy drove her and Arron up to the place, she couldn’t believe her eyes. A two-story building so wide it had to have more than ten bedrooms. She was no judge since she had never been in one, but definitely no less. The grounds went on forever, and there were even a couple of gardeners out there tending to it all.
After she hobbled inside, the butler blew her mind again. Who had butlers these days? She began to think she’d died and gone to heaven or maybe someone had slipped her drugs. To top off everything, her bedroom, which she insisted on sharing with Arron, was just a little bit smaller than her apartment.
She climbed out of bed and limped over to the
crib in the corner. Her sweet baby boy hadn’t awakened yet. He tucked a chubby little fist into his mouth and sucked contentedly. Sonya stroked his silky hair. She had always thought Arron looked like her sister, which was a shame because when she ran into Ezio the day before, it was obvious what he thought about the baby and her—imposters. Well he could believe what he wanted. Tests would soon prove their case.
