Page 15 of One Last Kiss


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She handed him a large plate and filled it with a variety of salads and pasta, meats and cheeses, and on another plate served up a large slice of cake. When she started to put the containers back into the fridge, one of the house staff shooed her away.

She walked outside and on the way Jayson grabbed a pair of sparkling-water bottles. They stopped at a picnic table beneath a broad tree overlooking the vineyards. The house glowed warmly in the background, looking as homey as a thirty-something-room mansion could.

They dug into their shared snack in silence.

“Mmm. God. This is better than...” She trailed off before rephrasing her statement. “This is better than it was the first time.”

“Did you do something to work up an appetite?” He narrowed his eyes.

She popped a square of cheese into her mouth and raised an eyebrow. “Did you?”

He reached for his water bottle and unscrewed the cap before taking a long guzzle. Not as good as scotch, but it would do. Patience shot, he said what was on his mind. “What the hell are you doing with that clown?”

“Excuse me?”

“Denver Pippen. That’s who you’re choosing to be seen with?”

“How is that any of your business?” She let out an incredulous laugh.

“I refuse to stand by while you waste your time with an idiot like Denver Pippen.”

“Oh, you’re one to talk! You brought a runway model to my brother’s wedding.”

“She’s a swimsuit model.”

Even in the dim light he could make out the redness of his ex-wife’s cheeks. “You’re a hypocrite. You’re allowed to sleep with whoever you want, but I can’t? Who the hell do you think you are?”

“I didn’t sleep with Natasha,” he blurted out before he thought better of it.

“Not yet,” Gia said, but her voice was small. She hadn’t expected him to say that.

“Not ever,” he answered with finality.

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