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“Who’s that?” Lauren asks.
“Valentina Daniella Cavallo,” Blanca answers.
“What kinda name is that?” Luca comments.
He doesn’t remember, but he knew her once upon a time. He’d just never imagine that the knockout brunette in front of him is the same girl who used to wear pigtail braids and sport skinned knees.
“Everyone always referred to her by all three of her given names. Even after she got married.”
I drop a piece of the glass in my hand at the mention of Val getting married. When I glance up, a waitress is on her way over to help me. The four of us step away so she can wash the floor after I’ve picked up all the glass.
“She’s married? Here I thought she’d be a good date for Dom.” Lauren winks at me.
Little does she know I’m her husband, so technically speaking, Blanca’s the only single one in the room.
“She’s divorced,” Blanca whispers.
Is that what I have to look forward to? My sister lowering her voice when she’s asked about me?
“Got pregnant young and married the guy. Her whole dancing career ended. Her ex is Max Sommerland, from the morning show, Wake-Up America. He’s not the main guy, but he’s the segment guy. You know who I mean?”
My eyes keep straying to Val as Enzo hugs her and introduces her to Annie. Did she know we were here? Why would she come if she did?
“Oh, I love that guy. He’s why I watch,” Luca says.
“He’s a douche. Always flirting with the women like they want him.” Lauren rolls her eyes.
“No, you must be thinking of the wrong guy, babe,” Luca says.
“I’m not…”
Luca and Lauren’s arguing fades into the background when Val’s searching eyes land on mine. The animosity I expected isn’t there.
So… she knew I was here.
“Excuse—”
Carm comes up behind her and picks her up, circling around. She squeals and laughs at his antics. He’s her type. Eccentric. Outgoing. Happy. It’s the same reason Luca loves her asshole ex. He’s a lot like Carm. The party guy.
“She and Dom always had a connection.”
“What?” I whip my head in my sister’s direction.
“Oh, come on. You beat up that guy who was picking on her in the third grade, and after that, it was only a matter of time.”
“Were you even born then?”
She shrugs and puts up her hands. “The story has been told so many times, I feel like I was there. A young Dom saving his princess.”
I roll my eyes at my sister’s ridiculous fantasy.
Truth is, I was never Val’s type. I just saved her from the ones who were. Until I didn’t.
“I wonder why she’s here,” Blanca whispers.
“Yeah, and why’s she in Vegas?” Might as well try to keep this marriage thing under wraps.
“Oh, her dance company was here competing. I saw it on Instagram. Maybe it’s just a coincidence. I’m going to say hello.” Blanca touches my arm before she walks toward Val.
