“Now that she knows it’s Enzo, she thinks it’s funny.”
Of course she does. Anna felt color creep into her face. Her family was a laugh riot. Her smile was a bit stiff. “I’m glad.”
“How did he know her favorites?”
She probably knew, but she didn’t know. She tried not to know what her family did and they tried to help her not know stuff. They knew she was a lousy liar, even if Conall didn’t.
Why did he drag her in here anyway? It was a question she should have asked herself before. She frowned. Conall had a reason for everything he did, a good reason. He’d never even gotten a hint of a lead from her that she knew of. So what did he get out of these meetings?
“I don’t know.” She did know she wanted to crawl across the table and taste his sternly compressed mouth. Carol said she should go
