He notices my expression instantly.
“This guest is different,” he says quickly. “It won’t be like the last time.”
“All the same, I’d rather just make the meal and go up to my room,” I tell him.
Lucio walks closer to me, and I wonder what exactly is going on.
“I think you’re gonna want to meet this guest.”
I frown, but before I can ask him what he means, Evie runs into the kitchen from the sliding door thatleads to the pool patio.
“Lucio!” she says. “Come swim with me.”
“Coming, tesoro,” he replies. “Just give me five minutes, okay?”
She sighs impatiently and heads back outside in her little pink one-piece bathing suit.
“Why would I want to meet your guest?” I ask curiously.
“As a matter of fact, you know him already. Well, you know of him.”
I stare at him. “You’re not making me
