Chapter 6

I don’t even know why I am tolerating this conversation. I have zero interest in ever talking to him again or going anywhere with him or his friends. I look back at him, catching that infuriatingly cute half-smile with dimples starting to get a little too familiar and curb the urge to sigh.

“Is that a challenge?”

He smiles wider, a little Hollywood glamour, and I shrug, acting uninterested and wishing Sylvana would hurry up before this gets any stranger. I don’t know what this is between us. I don’t know how to play the boy-girl game, especially with a much older guy, and even though I no longer feel like running, I am not overly comfy with him.

Weirdly, it’s almost like I psychically summon her, and she wanders in, smiling brightly at both of us as though nothing is amiss.

“Sorry about that,

mia Bambinos

… family like to talk. I hope you were getting acquainted with Arry, my golden child. Such a good boy for his mamma.” She walks past him, twea