My eyes are transfixed on my brother-in-law who’s sitting next to me as his eyes trail after his new wife.
When I first met him and he asked me to look into her, I never could have imagined this would be the outcome. I figured he’d look into her and then it would be done with, or he’d just continue to watch over her from a distance like he had been.
But no, our little Enzo has gone and got himself all loved up, and got himself fucking married. Also unknowingly winning me a bet against Luca.
I love Robyn. Not only is she good for Enzo, but I think she’s good for the rest of the family too. Marco seems to come out of his shell more around her, and actually cracks a smile every now and then, even going so far as to laugh with her. Luca likes talking to her, she gels well with his softer side and Salvatore absolutely adores her, much the same as he does me. And me? Well, I’ve never really had any true girlfriends before, but Robyn’s the type of person who you can just click with instantly. I can’t wait to get to know her more when Enzo finally lets her out of his clutches.
“Can’t take your eyes off her, can you?” I say once Robyn’s out of sight. His gaze swings to me and a wide smile lights up his face.
“Have you seen her? Of course I can’t.”
I shake my head in mock exasperation, because I know exactly how he feels. I feel that way with my husband. And Luca is the same with me, considering he’s sitting staring at me right now, ignoring whatever it is Alec is talking about in his ear.
I open my mouth, about to tease him further when his brow furrows and he pulls his phone from his pocket. Whatever he sees on the screen has his arm freezing and his face turns a ghostly shade of white.
Something’s wrong.
“What is it?”
My voice snaps him out of his stupor, and he jumps to his feet, the movement jolting the table and halting the conversation around us. He doesn’t answer me though, he just runs towards the bathroom like his life depends on it, and I have a gut feeling that it does.
