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The thought of him touching my bare skin makes me want to vomit.
Theo takes his place against the wall while Mom takes the armchair.
“It’s so good to see you again,” Salvatore says, grabbing both my hands. “We’ll be married in just a few weeks. I’d love to get to know my wife a bit better.”
“Future wife,” I remind him, trying to pull my hands back. He doesn’t let go. In fact, his smile grows sharper, and his eyes narrow. I feel a hint of fear at the back of my neck, but I push it down. No. Antonio would never marry me to a man who would hurt me. Would he?
“Of course, of course.”
“So, Mr. Fontana?—”
“Salvatore, please. I already told you to call me that.”
“Yes. It’s just … you’re so much older than me. It feels strange to call you by your first name.”
“I am older, yes. But I’m not dead yet. I’m still a verycapableman.”
I try to not grimace at his words. I may be a Catholic girl, but I learned all about sexual innuendos from my older sisters, mainly Gemma, so I know when I’m hearing one.
“So, Mr. Fontana?—”
“Salvatore,” he says through gritted teeth. Theo leans from one foot to another, almost like he’s ready to strike. But strike what? Would Theo get rid of Salvatore for me?
That’s a confession waiting to happen: My bodyguard killed my future husband, so I don’t have to marry him, all because I asked him to. Because I love him.
I smile at the thought.
Salvatore looks pleased with himself, and I realize he thinks I’m smiling at him. He doesn’t know I’m smiling because I’m imagining him out of my life forever.
“What’s your favorite movie?” I ask.
He huffs. “We’ll be married soon, dear, and all you can ask me is what is my favorite movie?”
“It’s a good way to get to know a person.”
“Fine.” He scrunches up his face as he thinks, making his prominent jowls even more prominent. “I would have to say …The Godfather.”
Of course, it is.
Theo snorts.
My head snaps up to look at him while Salvatore whirls around to face him. Theo immediately composes his features.
“Do you have something to say?” Salvatore asks him. Mom and I share a worried glance.
“No,” Theo replies. “Nothing to say.”
“Then why did you make a sound?”
“I sneezed. I apologize.”
That was no sneeze. I’m not mad at all that Theo is lying right now. It just makes me love him more that he’s standing up to Salvatore.
Salvatore stares at Theo with a hard expression.
“My favorite movie isPride and Prejudice,” I cut in. “Just … if you were wondering.”
That does the trick. Salvatore turns back to me, ignoring Theo for the moment. “Oh? It is? I’ve never heard of it.”
