FABIANA PUSHED HER plate away and burped daintily behind her fist. “That was really good.”
Alvaro stuffed his fourth biscuit into his mouth. His lips were coated with butter and honey and he licked them as he nodded. “Theshe biscushs are aweshum!” Crumbs flew from his mouth and landed on the table in front of him.
Fabiana glared at him and he grinned. When he’d washed the last of the biscuit down with his beer, Alvaro settled back in his chair and looked at his sister. “So, Fabulous, what are you doing here?”
She felt her face reddening at her brother’s childhood name for her. Glancing at Warwicke she saw by the twinkle in his sexy, gray eyes that he hadn’t missed it. She was pretty sure she’d pay for that one later. “Somebody tried to kill us today.”
Alvaro’s smile slid away and he sa
