Leo snorted, but when he looked up, she was looking straight at him, waiting for an answer.
Leo considered it for a second before nodding.
"I am sure you wouldn't need me to take care of you, but sure."
At that, Vittoria rolled her eyes.
"Seriously, though, be a bit more romantic. That was a terrible answer."
"You asked if I'd do it. I said yes."
"Yes, but not before you went about how you wouldn't need to. You should have fawned over me or something while saying it."
Leo looked at her, short of words, while she pressed her lips together, trying not to smile, but it didn't last long.
"Fine. I'll remember that when I decide to quit and spend the rest of my life doing absolutely nothing."
"I look forward to seeing how long that lasts."
She shook her head, laughing under her breath before settling back into her chair.
"Speaking of things that have changed since dinner, my mother has been declining those invitations."
Leo's eyebrows rose.
"Which invitations?"
