Luca, however, had no room left in his mind for anyone but Veronica. He had never seen Vee dressed like that before.
Usually she was in that stupid Scalese pizza parlour T-shirt he hated. And when she wanted to look good for him, she tended to go for slutty.
But this? This was inspired. She wore yellow. A rich, luminous yellow that made her look like she had stepped out of sunlight itself. The gown was fitted and sleek, a sheath of silk hugging her body, the neckline adorned with delicate jewels and beading. One side slit rose high along her thigh, revealing just enough to remind Luca that God was either very kind or deeply committed to testing him. From one shoulder, a long draped panel of fabric fell behind her, giving her movement a regal lift.
She looked expensive. And entirely his.
"Oh my God…" Luca whispered.
Only Massimo, standing nearest to him, heard it. He stepped forward, drawn to her with the simple inevitability of gravity.
