Chapter 8

In the doorway he looked back, Bianca's head tucked under his chin. Not concern. A warning. "My parents and Dante are out there doing damage control. The story is we had a lovers' quarrel and you got emotional at the mic. The wedding's been moved." "I signed off on it. You want your big day? Fine, you'll have it. Now quit causing problems and stay put." He turned to go. His shoe sent a sliver of…