Elena POV
Once we reached the park, I stopped at a bench and unpacked my camera, selecting the right lens, adding on the filter. Then I flashed them a smile. “Renzo, would you mind terribly if I asked you to grab a coffee from that shop across the way?” I pointed to the Starbucks just past the entrance of the park.
He glanced at Antonio, who nodded once, then smiled at me. “Sure thing, Ms. Ward. What would you like?”
“Just a tall Americano. And whatever you two would like, on me, since I’m dragging you out basically at dawn.”
They both laughed, and then Renzo jogged off on his errand. Looking around the park, I took in the early morning joggers, the birds flitting through the trees, the way New York was starting to come to life. “I think I’m going to start over there, Antonio.” I poin
