A Family Divided (Dividing Line #3) - Plot & Excerpts
He was well over six foot tall with massive shoulders, deep liquidy dark eyes, hair jet black with a perfect grey streak running back from both temples and a designer dark stubble. He was extremely good looking, his Italian heritage shining through, a fact he was tremendously proud of, sometimes even feigning an Italian accent when he wanted to impress a woman. He and Ryan sitting together at a table in the small Italian restaurant they’d agreed to meet at made a striking pair, and were drawing the attention of the entire hen night sat across the room. “I was pleased to hear from you Ryan, it’s been a while. I thought you didn’t associate with the likes of me anymore,” said Franco good-naturedly, eyes twinkling. “Its been hectic recently with the businesses and the kids.” “You knocked those out pretty quick, mind you so would I if I was married to Rachel Maguire, sorry, I mean Law.” Ryan didn’t take umbrage, it was just Franco’s way of paying a compliment.
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