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When Raff doesn't say anything else, I continue. "Anyway, I shot Dolph before he could touch me. Then I shot at Dr. Hewitt but missed him on purpose."
I wait for my husband to tear into me about puttingla famigliaat risk with my actions.
He asks, "What happened after that?"
"I got dressed and left." Remembering a detail, I add, "Oh, and Lara came crashing in after the first shot."
Now Raff's eyes narrow and his jaw looks hewn from granite. "You removed your clothes with all of them still in the room?"
"The exam gown. I put my clothes back on."
"The doctor and his nurses saw you naked?"
"I never removed my bra and panties," I correct.
"Lara will lose a finger for this."
"You would punish her for your mistake?" That's something his father would do, but not Raff. At least I didn't think so. "Lara didn't send me to that psycho doctor, you did."
"I did not tell Hewitt to touch you without your consent," Raff grinds out.
"He thinks you did."
"A mistake he will regret."
My husband's righteous wrath gives me pause.
"Was it you, or your dad, who made the appointment for me with Dr. Hewitt?" They never referred to my husband, just Mr. Mancini.
For once, I have no trouble reading Raff's expression.To lie, or not?
"If you're going to lie to me, don't bother answering." I jump up and head for the office door. I'm done.
What is the point of continuing this conversation? He doesn't think he did anything wrong. He's definitely not going to admit his father, the don, is out of bounds.
His voice stops me halfway to the door. "My father made the appointment, but I insisted on being seen first."
"How chivalrous of you."
"I thought so." He's right behind me. "Come back and sit down,cara. We are not done talking."
"I am."
His hand comes around my waist, turning me to face him. "Please."
Has he ever saidpleaseto me before? If he has, I don't remember it.
I nod, but step away from his touch. It's too distracting. Something filters through his gaze, but I'm not sure what.
I retrace my steps, but don't return to the couch. The view outside the floor to ceiling windows draws me to them. Vegas is in a constant state of flux with old casinos and other buildings being torn down to make room for the city planner's vision.
Influenced in no small part by Patrizio Mancini.
It's so different from New York and yet, there's an undeniable beauty in the Las Vegas skyline.
I put my hand on the window, heat radiating through even the insulated, bullet proof glass. "If your father made the appointment, he probablydidtell Dr. Hewitt to do whatever was necessary to get me pregnant, up to and including artificial insemination or IVF using that sperm sample you so helpfully provided."
"I will talk to my father."
