For a brief moment, Massimo thought he was mistaken. The woman in front of him eyed him with both confusion and suspicion. But then, her green eyes brightened.
She laughed. "Sorry, you caught me off guard," she said as she sat down. "I thought you were a very forward stranger for a second."
Massimo pushed in his wife's chair before returning to his own seat. She had a point—it's not like they had ever met in person before. If his wife hadn't sent a picture of her dress, he would've never recognized her.
"I apologize if I startled you," he said solemnly.
His wife waved her hand dismissively. "And I'm so sorry if you were waiting for too long. Traffic was a nightmare."
Massimo should've expected the small talk, but he was still out of practice. "Is city traffic ever not?" he replied a
