"Who is this Nina? Is it the girl from last night?"
Axel, of course, chose that exact moment to lean back in his chair like he had secured front-row seats to a live show. A satisfied smirk played at the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, it's definitely her," he announced with a grin, tapping his fork lightly against his plate in a rhythm that suggested he was thoroughly enjoying himself. "No doubt about it."
"Axel!" Lucas shot him a warning look, his jaw tightening.
But it was too late. Bianca's curiosity had officially detonated. Her maternal instincts kicked into high gear, overriding any sense of restraint.
She turned back to Ethan instantly, her expression softening as she leaned closer to him. The fierce protectiveness in her eyes melted into gentle concern.
"What do you want from her, baby?" she asked tenderly, brushing his hair back from his damp forehead with practiced, soothing strokes.
