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Molly laughed. “Maybe. I never thought of him like that, but perhaps you’re right.”
They both looked up as Marcos’ dad came to join them. “I’m going to put my foot right in it and ask if the two of you are going to be next.”
Molly laughed. She loved John. He didn’t beat about the bush. “I think I can safely say, that no, we’re not.”
Marcos swung his head to look at her. The hurt in his eyes took her by surprise. She’d been trying to make light of being put on the spot like that.
She smiled. “Are you both forgetting that Chelsea and Grant have been engaged for almost a year now? I think it’s a safe bet that they’ll be the next.”
John smiled at her and nodded at his son. “That’s our Molly. She always did keep you on your toes. I hope you’re not going to let her get away again.”
Marcos shrugged and smiled at her. “Not if I can help it.”
“Well, I hope we’ll be seeing more of you, Molly.”
“Thanks. I do, too.” She smiled at Marcos, wanting to let him know that she hadn’t meant to make him feel bad.
“Are you going back to Napa?” Marcos asked his dad.
“Yes. We’re flying back with Cole and Madeleine.”
Molly had to smile to herself. She loved that their family was so close. Cole and Madeleine—Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton to her—now had their two boys married off. Chelsea, their daughter, would no doubt be next. Madeleine was John’s sister. People usually assumed that the patriarch of the Di Giovanni clan was Italian. He wasn’t. He was from an old Napa wine-making family. His wife was Italian—Sicilian—to be precise, and he’d given his family and his wines an Italian name in her honor. Di Giovanni simply meantof John;just like Benson was literally son of Ben or Jackson was son of Jack.
“How long will you be staying there?” asked Marcos.
“A few weeks.” John winked at Molly. “We want to see how things are there, and visit our favorite restaurant.”
Molly smiled. “I’ll look forward to you coming in.”
John looked at Marcos. “Are you coming back tomorrow?”
“No. Next weekend.”
John shook his head. “Don’t you think you’ve wasted enough time?”
Marcos smiled. “Yes, I know I have, and that’s why I think it’s worth getting right this time.”
Molly looked from Marcos to his dad and back again. Were they really talking about her?
John smiled and put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Molly. I hope you’re prepared to take him back. Nothing would make his mother and me happier than to see the two of you together again.”
Molly smiled but didn’t know what to say. She didn’t want to reassure him that it was a done deal, but she didn’t want to say it wasn’t either.
John raised an eyebrow at her, then turned to Marcos. “I’d say you still have work to do.” With that, he turned and walked away.
“I’m sorry. He’s never been one to hide what he thinks.”
“I know. I always loved that about him.”
“Why didn’t you answer him about seeing us together again?”
She shrugged. “It’s like we said, talking about it isn’t going to make it happen. What we need is to spend time together, to see if we still share what we did. See whether we can be happy together now.”
“You’re right. Of course. So far, there’s been a lot of talk and not enough action.”
She laughed. “I don’t know. I’ve enjoyed the action.” She waggled her eyebrows, hoping to lighten things up. If they were going to have a future, it would be based on having fun together.
He laughed with her. “I have, too, but I still say there hasn’t been enough of it.”
