“She likes your name,” Sophia murmured to him then hung up the phone once they said their goodbyes. “Not just for the wedding, so you can’t talk about me without me knowing anymore,” she poked his nose then listened. “Ugh, I’m going to forget. I just know it. Maybe I can get away with pretending that I’m a mute and let you do all the talking,”
“She likes my name?” He raised an eyebrow, humming quietly. “I’ll find another way to plan things right in front of you without you knowing about it,” He grinned. “I don’t think they’ll believe you’re mute, though. They know how much I talk, I’m pretty sure they know I wouldn’t marry someone who doesn’t talk.”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...