He was barking to his phone in Italian. Behind him, Matteo was carrying the whiskeys into the house. He finally sees us. "Look Max got to go, we'll continue this later."
He was talking to Max?
"Emilie I'm sorry about that. Mr. Dubois, again I'm sorry about barging in unannounced." He walked confidently to us. I stood up and introduced him to Papa and Celia.
"So everything's okay with Max? I didn't know he speaks Italian." I asked him. From the corner of my eye, I can see that Papa is watching me. Trying to figure out who Leonardo is.
"Yes fluently, at just the curse words. Max was bugging me, so I told him that you got hugs from three shirtless cowboys when we arrived. Safe to say he was livid. He'll be calling you tonight, so be prepare." He shrugged but definitely enjo
