"I came to you," Massimo said smoothly. Though he didn't wear armor, he did match Elena's outfit by wearing a light blue suit covered in small sparkles—what Elena suspected were off-cuts of diamonds, probably. He certainly looked and talked like a prince out of a fairy tale.
It was... odd, but not unpleasant. Elena couldn't look away from Massimo.
"I hope you don't mind, but I need to steal away my wife," Massimo told the tea party guests with a smile.
He turned to face Jill directly. "You have my sincere apologies for interrupting your party, but we have a standing date to get to. We can't be late."
Elena could tell the women were getting swayed by Massimo's good looks and suave words.
"A date?" Amelia repeated. "Where are you two love birds headed?"
Massimo placed a finger to his
