ANDREA’S POV
I just wanted a nice, quiet dinner out with my babies.
Why the f**k was Kade Nightshade everywhere I turned? As if that wasn’t enough, now his intolerable fiancée was thrown into the mix, too.
“What the hell is going on here?” Natasha repeated.
I rolled my eyes, unwilling to get into anything with her.
I tightened my grip on Matteo and Luca. “Come on, boys.”
I started to move, but Natasha moved, too, blocking our exit.
Her eyes looked down, taking in my children, and they widened. She looked from the twins to Kade, and my heart rate sped up.
Did she see the resemblance? All Matteo and Luca took from me were my eyes—all their other features were Kade’s, and anyone perceptive enough could see that. It seemed that Natasha, for all her shallow, vapidness,
