“No, she hasn’t. She’s doing well, though, aside from a nasty case of morning sickness that makes it hard to gloat about her engagement. I don’t feel as bad for her as I probably should. So far, she seems fine tonight. She’s been waving her hand around since she arrived, making sure her ring is prominently displayed.” “And Nevio?” Her eyes cut to where the couple stands talking to some of Zeno’s associates. “He’s playing his part well enough.” And anyone who knows him well can see his act for exactly what it is. Nevio wears his heart on his sleeve. If he felt any true joy, the room would glow from the energy he’d radiate. When I turn my eyes back to Grace, she’s eyeing me curiously. “And what about you? How are things with Z?” My gaze drifts to him. In less than a second, his eyes are on m
