Chapter 83

• The evening sky was a deep shade of blue, speckled with the faint glow of stars. A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the trees outside, carrying with it the faint scent of rain. Jane sat on the small patio behind the Castellano house, a steaming cup of tea in her hands. It had been a long day—longer than most—and she’d come outside to clear her head.
• The sound of footsteps behind her made her glance over her shoulder. Luca emerged from the house, his tall frame outlined by the soft glow of the porch light. He held a bottle of wine and two glasses, his expression unreadable as he stepped toward her.
• “Mind some company?” he asked, his voice low.