Chapter 8

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just got lost in my head for a minute.” She cleared her throat and put the lace down on the table. “Anyway, I don’t know about marriage for Anna and me. I guess we’ll talk about it again when she’s done filming.”

“Makes sense,” Marisol said.

Tony nodded in agreement. “Definitely. It’s a big decision. Which is why I’m glad I’ll never have to make it. You two can add onto the family if you want, but I’m tapped out. I’ll be too busy working on my World’s Best Tiotitle.”

Chris and Marisol snickered as Tony leaned back in his chair and nearly tipped it over. This wasn’t the first time he’d voiced his disinterest in finding a partner. Tony had never been one for romantic relationships. Family, friends, and his job had always kept him plenty busy.