“Why not? I like talking with you. And I’d like to spend more time in your company, if you’d let me.”
God, he just won’t quit. If I could tell Salvo right now that I’m with Massimo, it would once and for all put a stop to this nonsense. Except, I did promise Massimo we’d keep our relationship quiet. For now.
“We’ve had this discussion several times. You’re a nice guy, Salvo, but I’m not interested in going out with you.”
“Yes, you’ve mentioned that.” He leans away from the bookshelf.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Salvo strides around the library, looking over the book-laden shelves and the oil paintings hanging on the walls. When he reaches the fireplace, he halts and c***s his head, observing the winter landscape in an ornate golden frame hanging above the mantel.
“This bel
