Melanie’s POV
Phoebe went all out with dinner. She made a spread that was enough to feed a small army.
“There’s no way we’ll be able to finish what you made,” I told her when I saw how much food she had made.
There was roast beef, potatoes, and steamed broccoli with what I knew to be her homemade gravy. Just like Alice, Phoebe was a great cook, so I knew everything she made was certainly delicious.
Adriano pulled out a seat for her at the seat of dining table and did the same for me and she gave me a knowing smile when his back was turned to us.
I knew what the smile was for. He was rich and also a gentleman. Could he be any more perfect?
“Everything looks so good, Phoebe,” Adriano said once he’d taken a seat across from me.
“Thank you, Adriano,” she replied. “At least someone appr
