Vanessa and the Italian came into the room hand in hand. She sat with grace beside Kevin. The two men shook hands and gave each other a curt nod.
"This is Natalia and her friend Kate," Vanessa introduced us.
"Le signore," the Italian greeted us by kissing the back of our hands. (Ladies.)
Kate sighed at the gesture. The Italian's smile grew wider. It took all the muscles in the eye socket to hinder an eye roll.
"Girls, this lovely man here is Miguel, Javian's assistant, and business partner," Vanessa gleamed.
When I heard Javian had an assistant it was easy to picture a nerd guy. Someone normal. Not this guy. The name Miguel was not even Italian. This guy had shiny charcoal black hair. The back was cut short to the nape of his neck but the front was long enough to end at his cheek. One
