As the soft morning light spilled through the curtains. Heira made her way downstairs, her hair loosely tied in a messy bun. She saw Dante and Granny Mae already seated in the dining room, ready for breakfast.
Dante looked like he was office ready. His black suit blended with the white shirt underneath showing off his broad shoulders. His soft hair was neatly combed back with just a few strands falling over his forehead.
Granny Mae’s face brightened the instant she saw her. “There’s my beautiful granddaughter-in-law,” she said warmly, her voice coming out soft and a bit squeaky.
“Come, sit with us, darling.” She signalled to Heira with a gentle sweep of her hand. She then shot Dante a knowing look that clearly said ‘Be a gentleman.’
Dante pulled out a chair reluctantly. A frown clearly
