LUCA
I walked into the dining room, stretching.
The house was quiet and I was already dressed for work.
Nothing had gone wrong so far so I was hoping for a less than busy day.
Sofia sat at the dining table, cup of tea in front of her, a book in her hand.
The sun was already up and it was shining on her blonde hair. She looked up as I walked in, closing the book and turning it face down on the table.
I had a feeling it was a book I wasn't supposed to know she was reading.
She smiled at me sweetly, which confirmed my suspicion. "Morning."
"Morning," I muttered, heading straight for the coffee pot. I poured myself a cup, took a sip, and pulled out a chair across from her.
She watched me over the rim of her cup, waiting.
I drank almost half the coffee before tu
