The living room alone was bigger than Nanni’s humble home. Two burgundy leather reclining chairs sat in the middle of the room facing the fireplace, flanked by two lovely light brown couches. Interestingly, the couches looked so feminine, with throw pillows and soft looking blankets draped over the back decorating them.Above the fireplace hung a huge television. She’d never seen anything like it—almost like a mini movie screen. Nice, she thought. Bookshelves lined one wall. Airplane models covered the other. A coffee mug sat on top of the magazines on the coffee table. Alex sniffed the air. It smelled clean, with the warm addition of just-baked bread.Except for the feminine-looking couches, no flower vases or curtains gave any indications that a woman lived here.So this is Gawain’s home.Her parents had been friends with the Knights. She’d met them all, but she’d been drawn to Gawain. Maybe because he’d hung out at their house more than his brothers so he could talk to her dad.
