Page 315 of Valentino

I smile as I look around. “This place is wow.”

“Isn’t it,” Olivia agrees.

“Did you hear Anna and Valentino’s news?” Francesca whispers.

“What news?” Olivia looks between us.

She grabs my hand and lifts it up to show her my ring, Olivia’s eyes widen. “Oh my God, Anna,” she gasps. “What in the world? You’re engaged?”

“I know.”

“It’s his mother’s ring and everything.”

Olivia’s mouth falls open. “It’s so beautiful.”

“I love it.” I smile proudly.

Francesca spies a velvet couch. “Can we sit down, my feet are already killing me and I’m hot in this stupid big jacket.”

I giggle, Francesca is still trying to hide her pregnancy. “Someone is going to see your stomach for certain.”

“Hush. Don’t jinx me.”

“Let’s go.” The three of us walk over and park ourselves onto the couch.

“Tell me everything,” Oliva gushes as she holds my hand in hers, studying my ring.

“Well, we ran into each other in Portugal, and then we began seeing each other in secret.”

“Oh my God,” she gushes. “He really kept that a secret.”

“So did she?” Francesca widens her eyes.

“We wanted to make sure of what was going on.”

“Then he came to Rome to get you?” Olivia whispers.

I smile and nod, just at the moment my eyes rise up to meet Valentino’s, I remember how beautiful he was in the rain that night. “He did.”

“But they’ve always been in love,” Chesk chips in. “This mocktail tastes terrible by the way.” She screws up her nose as she stirs it with her straw. “Somebody needs to work on this recipe as a matter of urgency.”

“I really don’t think people are coming here to drink mocktails.”

“Ha, just us pregnant losers.”

The girls talk and chat and from here I can watch my man in all his glory.

Wearing his black suit, white shirt, and black bow tie, he’s a sight to behold.

He’s chatting and laughing with the boys and every now and then his eyes glance over to meet mine as if to check I haven’t run away.

Still here, baby.

“Oh please,” Olivia huffs as she looks across the room. “Romeo by name, Romeo by nature.”

We glance over to where she’s looking to see Romeo standing with two beautiful blondes, he’s laughing and chatting, he has one hand on one woman’s hip but then leans in and kisses the other one.

“What the hell goes on there?” I whisper. “So…they just openly share him?”