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“You really just invited my sister to our honeymoon?” I sigh.
“Well, it beats being ignored by you,” she says folding her arms.
“Am I meant to be in an ecstatic mood after last night?” I say returning her gaze.
“I’m sorry,” she mumbles.
“You’re what?” I say unmoved. “Since when do you apologize?”
“About as much as you do,” she says rolling her eyes. “I didn’t perform the duty I was meant to. Did you tell my parents?” she asks with an unmistakable look of fear in her eyes.
“No, I haven’t told anybody. It’s not exactly something to brag about,” I say, rolling my eyes.
“Where were you last night?” she says softly. I can see the distrust written on her face.
“It’s none of your concern,” I say firmly.
“I don’t want to start off like this,” she says walking toward me and resting one hand on my chest.
“A little late now,” I say, enjoying her discomfort.
“Can I make it up to you before we leave?” she asks as she stares up at me.
“I’m not in the mood,” I say coining her phrase from last night and walking away.
“Friends, enemies, I don’t think it matters anymore. The chains are just as heavy, no matter who holds the key.”
—Laura Sebastian
INEVER EQUATED LUCIA BEING INVOLVED IN MY HONEYMOON, MY SISTER TAGGING ALONG WASN’T IN THE PLAN.
I guess Sophia thinks it will be easier to have Lucia in Capri as a buffer between us.
Neither of us will have to suffer awkward silences with Lucia’s constant stream of conversation.
“What was that about?” Dominic says, lighting up a cigarette.
“What?” I say irritably.
“Trouble in paradise already?” Damon says smirking.
“Am I paying you to work or gossip like women?” I say snappily.
“The wedding night was a snooze fest, wasn’t it?” Dominic says, nodding knowingly.
“It was fine,” I say, trying to rid myself of the sexual frustration and irritation that had banded itself together.
“You could always visit Keira if things don’t improve? Give it a couple of weeks though, so it doesn’t look too obvious.”
“No,” I say firmly, although the thought had crossed my mind. “I’m not going to jeopardize this arrangement when I just signed the marriage license yesterday.”
“Like Paolo cares, she’s your problem now.”
“Isn’t she just,” I sigh. “Are we all set for Dante’s baptism tomorrow?”
“Of course.”
“Did you get a gift?”
