Samantha
As agreed, dinner has been set, and the only one left to arrive is Maximo. Santino and I quietly wait for him, while at the same time, I try not to stare at Santino too much. He looks so sexy today in a four-piece suit and freshly styled hair. He looks like the ultimate perfectionist I know him to be.
“I miss my brother. Can I get a chance to talk to him?”
Santino’s eyes rise from the phone in his hands to look at my face. Our eyes meet, and he appears to be as bored as ever.
“You will be seeing him soon, actually," He responds, his eyes traveling back to the mobile device in his hand.
“What do you mean I will be seeing him?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I jerk forward in my seat.
I don’t know if it’s something I should be worried or happy about. This can mean two th
