“Lila, this is Amara DiLuca, our general counsel and Enzo’s sister.” She elbowed me. “And one of Owen’s closest friends. You’re so pretty. Let me introduce you to everyone.” She looped her arm through Lila’s. “My mother is dying to meet you.” My stomach bottomed out. Mama DiLuca was a force to be reckoned with. She’d probably have Lila and me married by dessert.
