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“Is it different with Bruno? Is it better?”
She picked up something in my voice. When she looked at me, her green eyes were cutting like glass.
“I don’t know what you’re asking, but stop. I’m fine with my husband and not everyone is like you and Salvatore.” And there went another glass of wine. “Let this be the last time we talk about Goliath, please. It doesn’t matter anyway. I became disgusting to him the moment I got pregnant because he hates kids.”
“He doesn’thatekids. He just doesn’t want any.” And for the longest time, Chiara didn’t either. Bruno did change a lot of things for her. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought him up.”
Francesco came running back with his face covered in powdered sugar and I took him into my arms.
“Look at you, so messy.” He showed me the chocolate muffin in his hand and smiled. I kissed his adorable little cheeks. “You’re so sweet now, Franci!”
Chiara’s phone chirped and she showed it to me.
“It’s Bruno.”
“Is he coming to pick you up?”
“No, but he found your husband. They are at a restaurant in Aspara.”
“He had business there earlier.”
“Yeah, apparently business turned into a glass of wine, and that turned into a few bottles. Pietro and Salvatore got a little tipsy.”
“Excuse me?”
Chiara dismissed me with a flick of her wrist. “You know how it is. Men will be men.”
Not my man.
“He got drunk instead of coming to take me out? Where is he?”
She tapped something on the screen and then the phone chirped again.
“A place calledBocca di Lupo[47].” I found my shoes and she looked at me with wide eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Going to bring him home.”
“No way!” I felt her hand wrapping tightly around my wrist. “No, you can’t. He’s with, you know, people who work for him. You can’t just show up to school him for being late.”
“I’m not, but he promised me a night out and he doesn’t want me go anywhere without him, soBocca di Lupoit is. And you have to let me go because you tried to kill my brother and you owe me.”
She did let go of my hand. “I was pretty sure he wasn’t in the house.”
“I love you, butprettysure is not good enough.”
I walked to Salvatore’s office and found the keys to his Maserati. He did say I could have it once, so I was going to take him up on that offer. I only had a couple sips of the wine, but that reminded me…
“Hey, Chiara, you’re not driving back home, right?”
“No, we walked. I’ll call a cab.”
“Talk to Totto. He’s going to make sure one of the guards will take you home.”
She said something else I didn’t catch because I was already rushing to the garage. That beast of a car was looking at me with its mean headlights and I started second guessing my big idea. It’s been at least a year since the last time I drove and that happened because Giovani got tipsy at a party and someone had to take his car home. Salvatore would be pissed when he sees me, I didn’t want to add scratching his car to all that.
Looking around the garage, I tried to decide if there was a better option, but the Maserati was the safest bet out of the six supercars he owned. I took off my shoes because those heels were not meant for driving and got going. Luckily, the GPS said it was only a twenty-minute drive to the restaurant and I got there with no problems.
Bocca di Lupowas a rustic Italian place, decorated in tones of earthy green. There were two hostesses greeting people by the front door and they both looked stunning in their green uniforms.
