Chapter Forty-Five

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

He leans towards me and placing a kiss on my cheek in greeting. His eyes scan my face. "Have you been crying?"

I wipe my face again, even though it's already dry. "It's nothing. Come inside."

He makes his way into the living room and looks around once. "Wasn't Aurelio supposed to be here?"

I'm still shocked that he's here. I didn't think I'd see him anytime soon. He's wearing a brown trench coat and his hair isn't slicked back like it usually is. "How'd you know he was supposed to be here?"

He shrugs. "I know Enzo. If he's out on business, he would never leave you alone. Aurelio is the one person he trusts above anyone. It makes sense that he would be here."

"He left, but he'll be back shortly." I stand awkwardly, unsure of what to do. "Would you like something to drink, or eat? There's lasagne, fresh out of the oven."

"I already had lunch," he says apologetically. "I came here to see you. I was worried about you."

I blush. "You shouldn't have. I'm fi