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She didn’t mind, her happiness overcoming my concern. She made it impossible to frown.
“I’m stealing her away,” Kelsie warned, eyeing Elias and his men.
Elias frowned but shrugged. “I’ve got matters with Antonio anyway. Have fun, darling.”
“Where are we going?” I asked as she dragged me toward our dining area.
While I might’ve been starving, I didn’t think the food was a good enough excuse to steal me away from my husband.
Before we entered the room, she tugged me to the side.
“Marco returned.”
“He’s alive?” I gasped, looking toward the closed door. Before I could bust my way into the room with questions, she quickly squeezed my hand.
“You barely missed him on your last visit. But listen, Ramona. He didn’t come alone. He came with awoman.”
My mouth fell open at her unbelievable words. Marco didn’t like women. He liked his job.
“Is she the reason he’s been gone for so long?”
Kelsie chuckled, giving a shrug. “She’s a bit shy, but I’m sure you can ask them all your questions. I just didn’t want you to see Marco with a girlfriend and make a big scene.”
I laughed, already moving to push the door open.
I was going to give him such a hard time.Mr. I’m too good for love.I absolutely lived for embarrassing the Franzolli men and my target was set.
Entering the room, I immediately spotted the couple. Before Bruno or Lily could say hello, I rushed past them.
Marco noticed me first, then the raven-haired beauty at his side. He grimaced, only fueling me by pulling her closer to his side.
“Ramona Mariani,” I introduced, giving her a look down.
“Antonio’s sister,” Marco explained in a soft whisper.
The woman looked hesitant but soon smiled. “Frankie Lawerence, a pleasure to meet you.”
I plopped down next to Marco, my eyes never leaving them. “You missed my wedding,” I informed him.
“I was preoccupied,” he explained shortly.
I glanced over at Frankie, noticing the way her pale complex turned a lovely shade of red. “Clearly. I’m stillveryupset about your absence. Please, Marco, tell me what happened. What kept you so busy?”
Marco let out a long sigh much to my dismay. “If I tell you, will you go away?”
Someone learned how not to be so uptight.
“It’s my fault,” Frankie piped up unexpectedly, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” Marco intervened, ignoring me. “Just bad timing.”
The woman bit back a smile as if there was some kind of inside joke I wasn’t catching on to. Frankie caught my confusion and let out a laugh.
“Don’t mind him, he’s being modest.” She let out a sigh before apologizing again.
Growing more and more curious, I looked between the two of them. They were holding secrets.
“Well then, what kept him from coming?”
