~JENNA~
There was something about Marco that I just couldn’t place my finger on. Maybe it was the boyish smile he arrived with or the way his brown eyes seemed to shine when they centered on me, making me nervous the first time we met. It’s been a while since I’ve been on a date but he made it fun. And I swear I hadn’t laughed so much on a first date before.
Marco continued with his story. “...so there it was, my dear cousin had spent all that time trying to get her hands on that cake only for it to—plop—right on her face.”
Chuckling at the tale, I covered my mouth, watching his eyes shine in amusement. “I can’t believe Nicolette did that.”
“Not only that but she had the audacity to blame me again for the mess. However, this time, our Abuelita knew this was her doing. That brat did not
