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“I’m afraid not. I mean, you could strip down to your underwear. I promise not to complain.”
“Aren’t you worried I might tempt your iron control?”
“You might have a point,” I admit, making her roll her eyes.
She reaches over taking off one of the cloches, revealing shrimp mofongo. She lifts an eyebrow up at an angle and her lips stretch into a smile. “Okay, I know you didn’t find out from my father that I love this, so how did you find out?”
“A gentleman never reveals his sources.”
“Zoe,” she sighs.
“Callan managed to get it out of her.”
“I have a feeling that Callan can get a lot out of her,” Emilia says, and I frown.
“Do you mind that?”
“What? Zoe and Callan? No. She’s very happy. Although, she’s worried if she can trust him.”
“Callan is the single most trustworthy person I’ve ever known. In fact, he and your father are the only two people I’ve ever truly believed in.”
“I’m happy for her. He seems to really care for her.”
“What are you thinking that you’re not saying, Em?”
“Just that Callan doesn’t seem to be concerned with holding back with Zoe.”
“Zoe isn’t you.”
“What does that mean?”
“Your father is one of the most powerful men in Miami—and beyond for that matter.”
“Odd, I didn’t think you were the kind of man to be intimidated by that,” she challenges.
“You just don’t know when to quit, do you, Emilia?”
“It just feels like…”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re humoring me instead of actually dating your fiancée. If you would rather be with someone else, just admit it and save the both of us from being miserable.”
“I think you’re the one who doesn’t know who she’s dealing with.”
“What’s that mean?” she asks, barely bothering to look at me.
“That means, I would never allow anyone to question me as much as you are.” I don’t bother hiding my annoyance with her. I’m willing to give her some room. We’re new to each other, but I’m not the kind of man who will be questioned at every turn.
“I’m not the kind of girl who just accepts things at face value,” she murmurs.
“Have I said something that is bothering you enough that you feel you can’t believe me?”
“What if it’s not just one thing but several?” she asks. She’s wringing her hands together like she’s nervous. I take that in with what Victorio has told me about her. Emilia is complicated. She’s not afraid, though. I can definitely respect that. She’s got grit. The more I learn about her, the more I like.
“Talk to me so I can fix things. That’s the only way we can get past it. I want it sorted out because this is getting tiresome.”
“I’m not sure it’s something you can repair. We don’t truly know one another. We might be engaged, but we don’t truly have a relationship.”
