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I try to place the setting and realize this must have been filmed last Friday morning, when Enzo left the hotel early for his meetings. He didn’t even mention being interviewed.
“As always, we’re going to keep our focus on what our brand offers, which is a safer way to consume alcohol, whether it’s here in Europe or anywhere else in the world.”
“Holy shit, Char. He’s so freaking hot. When did that happen?”
I roll my eyes. “Ages ago. How did you not notice?”
Lisa grabs a slice of pizza. “I mean, it’s hard not to notice the DeLuca brothers. But you know I’ve always thought Tris was the cute one.”
I’m only half listening as the interview with Enzo wraps up.
“Did you hear anything I just said?”
I look at her, guilty. “Something about Tris?”
Lisa finishes chewing her pizza. “If I were to date a DeLuca, it would be Tris. But I do get Enzo’s appeal.”
I stare at her openmouthed. “Yougethisappeal?” There are no words really. “The guy is drop-dead gorgeous. He’s super nice. A good friend. Hardworking. Smart. A true romantic. And don’t get me started on how good he is in bed. Seriously, I can’t close my eyes without remembering—”
She waved me off. “Like I said, I get it. No need to sell me on him.”
“I’m just saying, how could you compare him to Tris?”
Lisa shrugs. “Maybe because I’m not in love with him?”
I blink, pretending I haven’t already turned the thought around in my mind. It’s not some big revelation, really. I’ve sort of been in love with Enzo for most of my life. But now that we’re actually together . . .
“Look at you. You’re a million miles away.”
She’s right. My poor kiddos. It’s been impossible to concentrate at work.
“So. What are you gonna do?”
I need another beer. Jumping up from Lisa’s couch, I head into her apartment kitchen and grab one from the fridge. There’s no Angel’s Brew in there.
Everything, literally everything, reminds me of Enzo now.
“Want one?” I call into the living room.
“Sure.”
When I come back, Lisa doesn’t relent. “We’re going to talk about this, you know. No saved-by-the-bell nonsense for you.”
Crap.
“You’re madly in love with Enzo DeLuca. A man who was on our TV screen five minutes ago. Who lives in New York. And you live here. So,” she asks again, “what are you gonna do?”
“We’ve been dating a few weeks and just became exclusive. Don’t you think it’s a bit too early for me to start thinking about what happens long term?”
Or at least it’s too early for me to talk about it. Because I’ve been doing plenty of thinking about it.
“I suppose,” she relents, grabbing the second beer I brought her. “Has Devon said anything about it since you came back?”
“Oddly, no.”
My phone vibrates on the coffee table.
Lisa smirks a little as she says, “Go ahead, it’s fine.”
