Chapter 33

"I feel silly wearing the same outfit," Erica commented as they took the elevator down to the first floor and the terrace where Sunday brunch awaited. "I know my family will realize we spent the night together."

Grinning, Nico caressed her bare arm. "And that's bad how?"

"I suppose you're right," she said with a sigh. "They might as well know what a crazy, wanton hija and sobrina they have in the family."

"You'll fit right in with my own familia."

Erica smiled with the thought of meeting his parents at last. "Is that an invitation to the nut house? If you and your twin are any indication, then I should consider myself the only sane person between the two families."

As the elevator doors opened, Nico threw her a sly wink. "We'll see."