My eyebrows shot up. “What kind of questions?” “My sisters-in-law want to know all about you. A secret girl in my life has them all dying from curiosity.” “Secret girl in Adamo Falcone’s life. I like that title.” Before I could think about it, I reached for his hand and before I could pull away again, Adamo linked our fingers. He gave me a knowing smile and silence fell over us. Sometimes I lost myself in the warmth of his eyes. They made me feel as if I could entrust him with every dark secret I harbored.
