"I met him a few months back at a restaurant," Susan started, sticking to the story they'd cooked up for her family and had to stick to with the Rossi family, "and then we hit it off, started dating, and here I am." She flashed a smile.
Giovanni gave her a thorough look. Susan was a beauty, very young. Her gaze held a mix of sweetness and innocence. It was odd to him that his imposing brother had fallen for someone like her.
"Well, never thought he'd leave Sarah, let alone for an American," he remarked.
Susan furrowed her brow, looked at him seriously, and rested her hand on her hip.
"Do you have something against Americans?" she questioned, sighing.
Giovanni chuckled as they handed him the bottle and two wine glasses.
"Of course not, and I get now why you're with my brother. You get
