“Why not?” Ajello’s brows pinch together, creasing his forehead. “Drago’s sister may be a little high-spirited, but I’m confident you two would make a perfect match.” “A little high-spirited? The woman tried to take my head off with a tray of appetizers. If her brother hadn’t thrown her over his shoulder and hauled her away, I’d have strangled that psycho right where she stood.”
