Chapter Nineteen-Nico

“Uh, you gonna introduce me?”

I swallow my wife’s gasp, and I smile, releasing her lips with one hard, plucking kiss.

“Sorry,” she whispers, and her cheeks turn a dusky shade of rose. “Um, Nico, this is Sisi, er, Giselle, my best friend.”

She gestures to the woman beside her, and I nod.

“Nice to meet you,” I say, shaking her hand briefly.

“Thanks. For everything you’re doing for Anna. She’s important to me,” Giselle says.

“She’s important to me, too,” I tell her honestly and my eyes go to Anna’s.

“You comfortable? Everything okay?” I ask.

“Of course. We had a good day and, uh, Angel drove us right here.”

“That’s good. You look beautiful,” I murmur.

I take the fabric of her sleeve between my fingers and rub the material. It’s pretty and soft, just like her.

Anna smiles at me. It’s so bright and sincere, it takes my breath away.

“You wanna go to dinner with me?” I ask.