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“I’m too old for a pink room. I want to change everything,” she says and picks a faux fur cover in a shade of gray. “I love this! Can we get it?”
“If we have to.” The thing looks like a yak hide.
“Yes! I’ll see if they have cushions to go with it.”
“We should buy one for our room,” Isabella adds.
I look down at her, placing my hand under her chin, and tilt her head up. Big brown eyes meet mine and she laughs. Jesus, she is so beautiful.
“No dead animals. Real or fake,” I say.
“You’re no fun.”
“Oh?” I squish her to me, pressing her into my body. “We’ll see about that tonight.”
“Well, I see you’re up and about,” A high-pitched voice exclaims behind me. “I thought you were half dead.”
Keeping my hand around Isabella’s waist I turn around to look over at the blonde woman standing a few paces away. I remember her from the photos Isabella showed me. “I’m sorry to disappoint, Simona.”
She narrows her eyes at me and then looks down at my arm around Isabella. Damian only briefly filled me in on my first marriage because we were more concerned about business-related details.
“I’ll come to pick up Rosa on Thursday,” she says, and Isabella lightly squeezes my waist once, then one more time.
“No,” I say.
“No?” Simona sneers. “You can’t keep me from seeing my child.”
“You get Rosa on the weekends,” Isabella says.
“I don’t remember asking you anything.”
“Enough!” I snap. “You will not talk to my wife in that tone. Are we clear?”
“What? She was—”
“Are we fucking clear, Simona?”
She scrunches her nose at me and tilts her chin, but shuts up.
“Rosa will be ready at ten on Saturday,” I say and look down at Isabella. “Let’s go find Rosa and check out those glasses you said you liked.”
I walk toward the other end of the shop until I’m sure we’re well out of Simona’s earshot, then glance at Isabella. “You need to fill me in on my relationship with Simona. Damian only told me I have full custody, and that she takes Rosa a couple of times a month. Why did we divorce?”
“She was supposed to be in Europe till the end of the month, so we thought it wasn’t the most pressing matter,” she says and cocks her head. “Damian will have to be the one to fill you in on Simona and her issues. He knows much more, and anyway, I’m not a fan of your ex, so I’d prefer not to discuss her.”
“Why not?”
Isabella arches her eyebrows. “Isn’t that obvious? She had you first, and I hate her for that.”
I take a step forward and place my hand at the back of Isabella’s neck. “What about your exes?”
“What about them?”
“Who had you first, Isa?” I take another step forward, then one more, making her walk backward until her back hits a wall.Her eyes regard me without blinking, and the corners of her lips curve up.
“I already told you that, Luca,” she says and smirks. “Before.”
“You know I don’t remember.” I slide my hand into her hair and tug. “Tell me.”
