And with good reason; they served up excellent food and Rio was growing fond of their blintzes. Considering Billy’s opinion of Maggie, one would think he’d shy as far away from Rio as he could get. Billy hated Maggie. He hated her for destroying Tajan’s life. That’s the way he saw the story, and no amount of talking could convince him otherwise. In light of that, being around Rio should be the last thing he’d want. It stood to reason that her being there would seem like his worst nightmare had come to life to haunt him. But that wasn’t the case, at all. The more time he spent with her, the more he felt drawn and connected to her. And the bond was pure. As far as Billy knew, Rio Laraquette was indeed his cousin. He never thought for a second that that could possibly be a lie. The waitress sat a hot tea plate down in front of Rio and poured a cup of coffee for Billy. Rio dropped the teabag into the pot and reached for the sugar. Grabbing several packets she ripped them apart and dumped the contents into her empty cup.
