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Giovanni gave a nod. “I think that would be a good idea.”
Both men stood up then walked to the hallway, where private rooms were located.
That left Scarlett and me at the table with Melissa, the woman who hadn’t said a word all night.
Scarlett wouldn’t look at me.
I knew I couldn’t just scoot down a couple of chairs and talk to her. I was certain Dante had men in the room keeping eyes on everything, just like last time when he’d caught me speaking to Scarlett.
She silently excused herself from the table and walked off.
I watched her go, and as if Cassandra had been waiting in the shadows for the prime opportunity, she swooped in and dropped into the chair beside me.
“So, how’s the Moreau Estate going?” she asked.
I was stuck in place, unable to comfort my girl without being seen, and this woman wouldn’t get off my ass. “Look, Cassandra. I know I said I wasn’t seeing anyone before, but it turns out I am, and it’s very complicated.” It didn’t have to be complicated, but her father was a thorn in my goddamn side.
Her face dropped at my words. “Then why did you say you weren’t?”
“Because it’s complicated?—”
“How is it complicated? It’s just a yes or a no?—”
“Cassandra.” I didn’t want to raise my voice, but she was pissing me the fuck off. “I’m sorry I misled you, but I’m fucking someone else right now. Now, walk away.”
She was so shocked by what I said that her eyes widened, and she looked like an owl. Then she reached for the drink on the table to throw it in my face.
“Not gonna happen.” I moved it out of the way so she couldn’t reach it. “We talked for ten minutes. No need to be dramatic.”
She burst out of the chair and stormed off, weaving through people like she was about to leave the dinner altogether.
Melissa took a drink. “Damn, that does sound complicated.”
I rubbed the back of my neck and gave a sigh. “You have no idea.” I pulled out my phone and started to text. Baby, you know that was just for appearances.
The three little dots didn’t appear.
Talk to me.
Nothing.
I called her instead.
It rang a couple times before she answered with her silence.
I spoke quietly, the noise of the crowd the perfect backdrop. “I would go after you, but I can’t. He’s got guys watching.”
She was silent.
“You know that meant nothing.”
Nothing.
“Baby, come on…”
Her voice finally came through. “I know I’m overreacting right now?—”
“You aren’t overreacting,” I said. “But you need to remember our circumstances.”
