Ginevra
I’m already running late as I get into the car. Ruggerio knocks at my window, getting me to lower it.
“Ru, I’m already late.”
He grins mockingly before he leans in to give me another kiss. “That agency they sent you to. I want the name.”
“What?” I look at him questioningly. “The marriage-pairing-solution-agency they sent you to. I want to see what you wrote.”
I laugh and open my mouth feigning shock. “You can’t! They are strictly confidential.”
“Yeah, sure!” He still grins, kissing me again. “Careful on the road, babe.”
Giving my car a little tap at that, I close the window and start driving off his property. Reaching the highway, all the pent-up joy in me bubbles up, ending up in a strange happy dance and I can’t help the smile growing on my face.
I’m so dead.
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Arriv
