Donovan still wasn’t married, so he made sure to keep his figure in shape.
When he heard footsteps, he set down the fruit plate and headed toward the door.
“Brother,” Romina greeted him warmly.
They met halfway, and River came in behind her, pulling two suitcases. He greeted Donovan with ease. “Brother.”
Donovan smirked. “River, you and my sister aren’t even married yet, and you’ve already upgraded the title? Shouldn’t you call me Mr. Lafayette instead? I’m not ready to hand out red envelopes.”
“Brother,” Romina said softly, her face flushing pink.
Donovan raised his brows in mock surprise. “Well, I’ll be… almost thirty years as siblings, and this is the first time I’ve seen you blush.”