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“Sor—” He shoots me a warning look, and I clamp my lips together.
A man holds the door for us, and Lorenzo guides me into the building, his hand placed reassuringly on the small of my back. “Mr. James is waiting for you, sir,” the man says.
“Thank you.” Lorenzo leads me to the elevators on the other side of the building. As we near them, a smartly dressed woman, about my age, stops in front of us.
“Lorenzo, it’s so wonderful to see you.” She leans in and kisses him on each cheek, leaving a cloud of expensive perfume behind.
“Melanie, how are you?” he asks, giving her shoulder a light squeeze with his free hand, keeping mine clasped in his other.
Even in sky-high heels, she has to crane her neck to look up at him. “I’m wonderful,” she says, giving me only a cursory glance. “I heard a rumor you were back on thescene.”
“Well, you heard wrong,” he replies curtly but politely.
“Oh?” She blinks at him, fluttering her eyelashes and running a hand over her perfectly styled blond hair. “So, you haven’t taken a new sub?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, or the kind of information I want to discuss in a public lobby…”
I lower my gaze to the floor, feeling unexpectedly wounded over the denial that’s about to come from his lips. Maybe I’m no longer his sub? We didn’t discuss the specifics of our relationship last night. “I haven’ttakena sub, but perhaps you’re referring toMia.” He pulls me closer and possessively wraps his arm around my waist. “My future wife.”
What the…
Melanie’s face flushes as crimson as the elegant dress she’s wearing, and she opens and closes her mouth like a goldfish. I feel equally stunned by his revelation, but for the sake of appearances, I gaze adoringly up at Lorenzo and almost melt into a puddle when he winks at me.
“We should go,” he says with a polite nod. “It was…interesting running into you.”
“You too.” She still doesn’t acknowledge me. “Perhaps you could come to the club some time?”
He narrows his eyes. “Only if Mia would like to. Perhaps you should ask her?”
Melanie makes a sound like she’s choking on her own breath. “Of course, Mia. We’d love to see you at the club some time.”
“Maybe,” I say with a genuine smile. I have no idea whatthe clubis, but I want to go.
“We really need to go, tesoro,” Lorenzo says to me, guiding me into the elevator and leaving Melanie staring after us.
The doors close and I press my body against his. “Your future wife?”
He rolls his head from side to side, stretching neck. “Aren’t you?”
“I, uh, well. We never discussed it.”
“I told you what I saw. What I wanted,” he says matter-of-factly.
“I know, but that’s not exactly discussing it, Lorenzo.”
Sliding his arms around my waist, he pulls my body close to his. So close that I feel the heat from him even through my coat. He dusts his lips over my ear. “You will be my wife, Mia.”
Not will you, but you will. Arrogant son of a…
“Won’t you?” he growls, and the sound of his voice makes me shiver.
“Is that your idea of a proposal?”
“Not even close.” The corners of his lips curl into a smile.
“I’m technically still married,” I remind him.
“I know, and in a year’s time you can apply for divorce on the grounds of desertion.”
