“You’re staring,” Anna said, pausing with her fork halfway to her mouth. Her gaze lifted to meet Anthony’s, who hadn’t looked away from her once.
A slow, unguarded smile touched his lips. “I just miss you so much,” he murmured, his voice low and rough with honesty. His eyes held that familiar warm glow they always carried when she was near — like she was the only light in his world.
Anna tilted her head, studying him with a hint of suspicion. “I’m still a little surprised you’re okay with me staying at my mom’s to take care of her.”
Anthony reached across the table and brushed his thumb over the back of her hand. “I know how much you love her. She’s not in the best shape right now, and it’s only right that you’re there for her.” He paused, his expression softening further. “Besides… I t
