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"Didn't Lara text you? I thought she would."
Thought as in, Giulia wasn't sure? "Did she tell you she would?"
"No, but I assumed."
Which means my wife did not know for certain thatanyonewould contact me and tell me what was happening in New York. And she apparently didn't think it was important enough for me to know to ensure that I did.
Fury explodes inside me, but I force myself to keep my voice calm. "Is this about the appointment with Dr. Hewitt?"
"How would the Jilani women being attacked have anything to do with a dead doctor?"
She's pretending ignorance, but I'm not fooled.
When she's riled, my wife can hold a grudge with every fiber of her stubborn being. It has been four years since the day I foolishly told her I had more important things to do than talk to her on the phone.
She has not called me once in all that time.
If I don't call her when she's in New York, then we don't talk.
She texts me, though not often. It is not the same. I miss the calls I used to consider superfluous. I've told her I like to hear her voice. I've even said it would be nice if she called me occasionally.
She smiles and nods and does not call.
This is different though. This is her damn safety.
"What time will you arrive tonight? I'll have extra security meet you at the airport." I will be there too.
"We aren't flying back until Sunday night."
"No. Youweren'tcoming home until Sunday. Now, you are getting your beautiful ass on a plane with our son and flying home to Vegas."
"No."
"Giulia," I growl.
"Because of this whirlwind wedding planning, I had to reschedule the appointment with my OB to tomorrow."
"I don't care. You need to come home."
"I'm not having my IUD removed by a stranger."
My stubborn wife. Her obstetrician is based in New York, though she made trips to Las Vegas to oversee my wife's pregnancy with Neri. The OB flew in once a month until Giulia was eight months pregnant. Then the doctor came to stay until Neri's birth.
We provided her a penthouse to live in and king's ransom to focus solely on my wife's wellbeing.
"Your OB can come out to Vegas."
"No."
"Then wait to get it taken out until your next trip to New York." We would all be there for Severu's wedding. My wife could have it done then.
"I'm sure your father would not approve of waiting an extra three months."
"I don't fucking care. You are my wife and I want you safe." My father may be don, but I am the ultimate authority over my wife. And she damn well knows it.
Thisisabout the Dr. Hewitt debacle. Killing him wasn't enough. Giulia still wants her pound of flesh. From me.
"I'm safe here," she says, like that should sway me. "Severu will send extra guards with our security detail when I go to the doctor's tomorrow."
