“” —Woody Allen I stood in the doorway, my mouth hanging open. Which, by the way, was not a good look for me. Diego grinned, a large pizza in his hands. “Hope you like pepperoni.” I nodded. “It’s my favorite. How did you know?” “You just struck me as a pepperoni type.” “Really?” I asked, wondering what made me seem like a long, hard, red Italian salami. “No. I just called Pizza Hut and asked what you usually get.” “They tell you that?” Hmmm, that might be a useful tool in the future. Maybe I c...ould get poisonous mushrooms on a Vic’s pizza. Diego nodded. “Hard to believe, I know. I’ll have to make sure my client doesn’t use Pizza Hut.” Damn, there went my brilliant idea. “Gin?” Diego’s smoky voice slid into my thoughts. “Can I come in?” “Oh! Yeah!” I stumbled backward to let him in. “Mommy?” Romi appeared as soon as I closed the door behind Diego. “Honey,” I replied, “this is my friend Diego.” Diego knelt down to make eye contact.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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