Whisked Away
she muttered, “this baby’s sitting on my lungs like a loaf of sourdough.”
Luca trailed behind her, humming softly and carrying a tray of mini tiramisù cups. “The little one has great taste, obviously.”
“You bribed it with panna cotta last night.”
“Worked, didn’t it?”
She smirked. “Barely.”
He leaned in, kissed her cheek, and whispered, “Today’s the day.”
She blinked. “The day for what?”
But he just smiled and kissed her forehead. “You’ll see.”
Later That Afternoon Class Begins. Twelve couples filed in, buzzing with energy and curiosity. Amara welcomed them as usual, but Luca seemed unusually chipper too chipper. Almost suspiciously chipper.
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