Josh laughs. “Lorenzo, could we please have the large pepperoni, and six garlic rolls?”

He nods. “Of course. I’ll get that out as quickly as possible. Drinks?”

Josh looks at me. “Coke, please,” I say. “And an orange juice for Melly.”

“Coke for me too,” Josh says.

“Coming right up.”

“I love pizza,” Melly says.

“I know you do, sweetheart.” I turn to Josh. “This place looks lovely.”

“It’s pretty popular, but Lorenzo usually squeezes me in.” He reaches for my hand. “Feeling better?”

“I am.” Melly’s announcement makes us both laugh.

“Straight to bed when we get home, I think.” I’m not about to forget the tired tears. At least we’ve got the weekend together. That’ll cheer her up.

It doesn’t take long for the pizza to arrive, and Melly’s eyes grow wide at the sight of it.

“It’s so big,” she says.

“I think the slices are as big as your head.” I laugh.

“Let’s test that theory.” Josh picks up a piece and holds it in the air, looking between it and Melly. He nods. “Confirmed. I hope you didn’t eat too much peanut butter. Be careful with this. It’s pretty hot.”

She giggles and he places the pizza on a plate in front of her.

I reach for a slice, and place it on my plate. After grabbing a garlic roll, I take a bite. The garlic is through the doughy bread, and I moan at how good it tastes.

“Moan like that again and we’ll be taking this home.” Josh murmurs in my ear.

I laugh, leaning my head against his. “These are so good.”

“I hope you all enjoy your meal,” Lorenzo says.

“It’s fantastic so far,” I say.

“Delaney’s a cook. She owned her own diner back in New Zealand,” Josh says.

Lorenzo grins. “Wonderful. Are you opening one here?”

I shake my head. “No plans to. I’m just adjusting to being here and settling Amelia in at the moment. I might have to become a regular customer of yours just for the rolls.”

He chuckles. “I’m glad you like them.”

Leaving us to our meal, he walks around the room making conversation with people on all the tables, and always with a smile on his face.

“He’s such a nice guy,” I say.

“Yeah, he is. He’s the big reason I come here. It’s always a family atmosphere, and I enjoy the company.”

I shift my gaze to Josh. “Was it lonely? I mean, I know you have friends, but living in that big house …”

He nods. “Sometimes. Other times, I liked rattling around in there. And then there were the times when Reece would come over and Mrs Becker would cook for him. I’m sure he’ll start visiting you once he samples your cooking.”

“I’d cook for him any time.” I bat my lashes.