Diego's POV

I stood there marooned in no-man’s-land for far too long, knowing that despite the tinted windows, both women could see me from where they sat.

I glanced up.

My sister was staring at me from where she was leaning against one of the other trucks.

“Bit off more than you can chew, huh?” she said with a knowing smirk.

“This doesn’t mean anything,” I said firmly. “Davina just happens to be the mother of my child.”

Elena nodded. “And she also happens to be just ballsy ...