Angela knew that Gael liked her. She wasn't that dumb. But hearing it from someone who had known him for years made her feel warm and fuzzy that she felt like a girl in middle school. A small smile that she couldn't help appeared on her face.
"Nonna, I'm pretty sure he feels more than that." Alice was responding to Nonna Flavia at first and then was now looking at Angela. "I'm even surprised he brought you here. It's so not like him. Very interesting."
"What do you mean?" Angela wondered. She had just finished packing the last of the box and stacking it on top of another that would be brought out later.
"Gael may have dated around, but he never brought anyone for us to meet."
"Never?"
"Well, we saw him with a few girls in the past—all a bunch of hussies… They were just for passing the time, I'm sure. But he hadn't brought anyone here to introduce to us, no. You're the first." Alice smiled.
