Her gaze takes in my wine-colored neckline. It flicks to Anna’s shawl before returning to my face.
The entire assessment lasts less than a second.
I don’t have to ask to know she’s less than impressed.
“Delilah.” She switches to English without a stumble. “I’ve heard so much.”
The sentence wears a lovely dress and carries a serrated knife.
“Oh?” I say. “That’s more than I’ve heard about you.”
She smiles like I’ve been charming. “Oh, he never says anything. I’m his favorite little secret.” Her fingers are still on his sleeve. “You don’t mind if I steal him for a minute, do you? He always used to let me take him whenever I wanted.” A little tip of her head toward him and a second hand coming to rest on his chest. “Remember that, Kane?”
Kane looks down at her hand on him, his face unre
