her own. With a quiet smile she tucked a hand beneath his arm. ‘Let’s have that coffee.’
In the kitchen he spooned ground coffee beans into the espresso machine, then he filled two demitasse cups with the dark aromatic brew, set both cups on the table and gave the woman seated opposite a quizzical look.
‘This is not about the coffee.’
Sophia met his gaze with a degree of solemnity. ‘No.’
He took a seat and offered a wry smile. ‘Lily.’
Sophia was silent for a few measurable seconds. ‘I would hate to see her hurt,’ she said gently.
‘Will it ease your mind if I assure you that is not my intention?’
‘Sì.’
A simple affirmative, one she had no hesitation in giving. ‘Buona fortuna, Alessandro.’
Dark eyes gleamed with a tinge of humour. ‘I may need it.’
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