Chapter 8:
Cara's pov
A merry go round with shock, confusion and disbelief as the riders spinned carelessly in my head as I witnessed the scene before me.
The beautiful woman was still hugging Luca, her hands resting on an intimate part of his body while he blinked down at her. Not at all making an effort to enforce physical boundaries.
She pulled back after an eternity and beamed at him, her hazel doe eyes shifting to every inch of his face as if they were re-registering it to memory.
“I'm really happy to see you again,” she gushed with a flip of her glistening dark hair. I picked up on the slight kink to her accent. She was Italian and her hands were still linked around Luca's neck.
Who was this woman?
I coughed and the both of them finally remembered I was in their company. Lu
