C26 THE VASILIOS

Antonio hand still resting possessively on her shoulder, squeezed it reassuringly. "Mom," he began, his voice low, "maybe we should talk more inside."

His mother waved a dismissive hand. "There's plenty of time for explanations later," she said, her gaze sparkling with a knowing amusement. "Right now, I'm just happy to finally meet the woman who has captured my son's heart