ROBYN
“Your first time in Italy, too?” Spade asked Piper.
One thing I liked about Spade, he didn’t keep me all to himself. He allowed me to be with my best friend. I guessed he was right. He only kept good people for me, but what he did was still wrong. I couldn’t let this one go.
“Yes, and I’m liking it already,” she said as we rode through the streets of Sicily.
“Wait until you taste the authentic Italian cuisine,” I teased her. She was sitting behind me and Spade.
“As if you’ve been in Italy before,” she said, smiling. “If I like Italians, maybe I should hook up with one of the mafia,” she whispered the last sentence.
“You’re promiscuous.” I widened my eyes at her. I knew she was joking, but I could see Spade trying to hide his smile.
“He heard me, didn’t he?” She was still wh
