Hermosa pov

It was then I noticed the two chairs seated by the large table, and with his cunning smile, I knew this was far from over.

"Who are we expecting?"

"You will see." He glanced at his wristwatch. "They are on their way."

He popped the wine on the table, filling my cup and his.

"Cheers." He smiled, sipping the contents from the glass, savouring the taste while I stared blankly wondering what was going on with him.

"Drink your wine." He offered, savouring his with careless ...