What?

‘Oh, we’re not ….’ I don’t get a chance to finish as she leans in and pinches my cheek in a surprising and very personal manner that shuts me up with the jump she extracts from me.

‘Adorable! Carrero men, we are so weak for them. Ciao Bella.’ She steps back to wiggle down the aisle to her man, and Alexi moves to let her slide in, getting another peck on the cheek as she passes. She pats him lovingly on the shoulder too.

I can’t say I have a right to ...