“Perhaps now you realize what you’ve done,” Nino said from close behind me. I jumped and took a step away from him. I didn’t take my eyes off the fight. What had I done? I’d allowed myself to get close to a man who should have been out of reach. I had proven that I was more like my mother than I’d wanted to admit. But I didn’t regret it. And I wouldn’t allow Nino Falcone to scare me. I was past that point.
