A Mafia Nurse

“Since this morning, apparently,” Elena replied smoothly, stepping forward and firmly hooking her arm into Goran’s. She threw a quick, playful wink in his direction. “And I’m definitely going to need your expert help to pick out a whole lot more than just a single dress.”

“Elena,” Goran whined, dramatically dragging out her name as he dragged his feet against the polished marble floor of the shop