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“Thanks Dr. Hamilton,” I said, relieved to find out I wasn’t some sort of sex-starved freak.
“There. Are you happy?” I snipped at Trey.
“Well you heard the doctor’s orders,” he replied, grinning and unzipping his fly.
HELL no, Mr. Sinclair, I’m still annoyed.
My hormones objected; I didn’t care. I was insulted by his comment about my limited resources. I left him in the bed and took the shopping bag into the closet, ignoring him.
“What’s wrong now?” he asked, not hiding his exasperation.
“I want to know why you said that about me spending money on you for Christmas. That really hurt my feelings.”
“Tylar,” he said, walking over to me, “I love that you want to buy me things. You’ve made it very clear, though, that I can’t reciprocate. You hurt me when you traded in your Mercedes without even discussing it with me. Did you ever consider that?”
I truly hadn’t considered discussing it with Trey. It was my gift, I thought, to do with as I pleased. Was that wrong?
“I understand the practicality of trading in the Mercedes. But, had you come to me, I'd have helped make sure you wouldn’t take such a loss on the deal. I get it that you want to make practical decisions. I support that. You haven’t given me a chance, though. I can afford to give you the things I give you. But you won’t let me buy you things, so I have to be concerned with your spending your money on me. That’s all I meant.”
“Oh Trey,” I sobbed, my eyes tearing up. I launched myself into his arms. “I’m sorry. I guess I didn’t look at it from your point of view.” He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.
“So,” he said, “where’re you going just now?”
“To get a dressed for dinner. We’re still going to Morelli’s?”
“Yes, we are,” he said, his eyes sparkling. “We have some time though. I was thinking that we could shower together?”
“Sure,” I giggled, “Let’s go.”
CHAPTER 41
Savory Italian flavors enveloped us as we entered Morelli’s. Carmelita greeted us with a shriek, holding her meaty arms out, capturing Trey in a bear hug, and winking at me slyly over his shoulder
“Signor Trey,” Carmelita gushed, “sono molto content di vedere nuovamente con questa bella ragazza. Non posso tollerare che brutta strega e venuto qui con l’ultino tempo. Mi auguro che sia finite!”
Mr. Trey, I am so happy to see you back with this beautiful girl. I cannot tolerate that nasty witch you came in here with last time. I hope that's finished!
Ah hah! Trey had brought Charlotte back in here. Carmelita wanted me to know. Carmelita glanced over at me as she released Trey from her sturdy embrace. I gave her a slight nod to let her know I appreciated the heads up.
“La ringrazio, Carmelita,” Trey said, laughter in his eyes. “Avete la mia parola la strega non sara qui con me sempre! Saremo al nostro solito tavolo?”
Thank you, Carmelita. You have my word the witch will not be back here with me ever! We will be dining at our usual table please?
“Ma per favore venite in questo modo.”
But of course, please come this way.
My feelings were hurt but I had to contain my emotions for now. I followed as Carmelita seated us at “our” table.
Obviously not!
She handed each of us a menu, snapping her fingers for a server to fill our water glasses. “Un momento,” Carmelita said, hurrying over to scold a busboy who was noisily clearing a table.
“What was all that about when we came in?”
“All what about?”
I know the truth, Sinclair.
