Page 92 of Always Be True: Tino
Jack grinned. “You snooze, you lose, little brother.”
The teenager joined in. “Yeah, Uncle Mikhail, next time plan ahead.”
They all laughed when Mikhail responded by cuffing his nephew on the back of the head. For Tino, listening to his brothers and nephew squabble was pure heaven. He leaned down to whisper, “Are you sure you want to throw your lot in with that bunch?”
“As long as you are part of the deal, you bet.”
Then she nodded toward the far corner of the room where her mother and his were in deep conversation. “I don’t want to scare you, but I’m betting they’re planning our wedding for us.”
“No doubt about it. Want to elope? Like maybe tonight before they can figure out what we’re up to?”
“And deny my mother the chance to play mother of the bride for her only daughter? Good luck with that, not to mention your mother is looking pretty excited, too. If you’re brave enough to disappoint them both, I’m all for it.”
Yeah, that wasn’t happening. “Okay, a big wedding it is. Next question—preferably starting tonight, where do you want to live? There’s the annex, which unfortunately includes my brother Mikhail. If you’d rather, I’ll pack up and move into your place. Or we could live here with your grandfather. He strongly hinted he’d like that.”
The woman who had captured his heart and given his life new meaning frowned as if it was a hard decision. Then she grinned at him. “There’s only one answer to that question, Tino. I don’t care where we are as long as I’m with you.”
“Good answer, Blondie. Good answer.”
