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Enrico steps toward me. “Hello.” His voice is velvety and deep.
I squeeze my champagne glass so tight that it may smash in my hand.
His eyes drop down my body, and then back up to my face. “You look breathtaking.”
My stomach clenches. “Thanks.”
“I wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
“Many things.”
That damn electricity crackles in the air between us again.
“You asked me yesterday why I left you in the police station two years ago,” he says quietly.
My heart stops. “Yes.”
He opens his mouth to speak.
“Here you are.” Giorgio smiles. “Rico, darling, it’s been too long, my friend. Where have you been hiding?” He grabs Rico’s hand and kisses him on both cheeks. They hug.
“You’re interrupting us,” Enrico tells Giorgio as his eyes come back to mine.
“What’s new? I’m always interrupting you.” Giorgio laughs, and I can tell he and Enrico are friends. He isn’t scared of him like the other men are. “Olivia, our entrees are at our table, sweetheart.” He pulls me by the hand
. “Goodbye, Rico, we shall talk later, darling.”
Giorgio pulls me back to our table, and I glance back to see Enrico glaring after us, unimpressed that I’ve left our conversation unfinished. Damn it, I wanted to know what he was going to say. Not that it would make any difference, but still.
We take a seat, and Giorgio smiles over at me like the cat that got the cream.
“Our entrees aren’t at the table.” I smirk. I’m not discussing Enrico Ferrara with him, but I have sneaking suspicion that he already knows.
Giorgio’s eyes hold mine. “How many times do we need to toast before I teach you the lesson, Olivia?”
“Am I a bad student?” I smile and raise my glass to his.
“The worst.”
* * *
Three hours later, I spin around on the dancefloor with Giorgio.
“Thank you for bringing me tonight, I’ve had fun.” I’m not lying, either. We’ve laughed and talked. I’ve met a lot of new people, and it has honestly been fun.
“The formalities are over now. Shall we go soon?” he asks.
“Yes, it is a school night.”
He smiles down at me. “Did I tell you how gorgeous you look in that dress yet?”
“A few times.” I giggle.
“You wear it better than our models. Maybe you could be the next Valentino girl.”
“Ha.” I laugh out loud. “I will need to lose twenty pounds before I would even fit into the sample.”
