The whispers in the bar erupted immediately, and all eyes were on the couple. Susan felt pretty awkward.
"Let's get out of here," she urged Franco. "These people know my family, and those ladies are gossipmongers; they won't hesitate to call my mom and spill the beans."
Franco furrowed his brow, giving her a serious look.
"Do you really care that much about what those old ladies think of you?" he asked, still holding his gaze on her. "I thought you weren't afraid of anything."
Susan snorted.
"I don't enjoy being the talk of the town."
Franco shrugged.
"You gotta learn that no matter what you do, people are gonna criticize. So, chill out. Let's keep enjoying the evening. You said you wanted to know more about me," he suggested, flashing that charming smile of his that always seemed t
