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“I will take you somewhere tropical as soon as I have the time.”
“You don’t have to. I love Paris.”
“I know you do.” He kissed both my hands.
“Do you remember why?”
Sasa chuckled. “How could I forget?” We kissed passionately. “I’ve got us an apartment on Rue Jean Rey, looking down at the Eiffel Tower. It’s close to that little café you dragged me to every day when we were here.”
“Castel Café.” I was genuinely surprised he remembered that detail. It’s been years since we visited. Adrian had a few deals in France and asked Sasa to come along. He invited me and of course I said yes. It was before our fathers had the fall out. We spent a week in Paris – our first getaway – and that’s when I gave him my body for the first time. It’s where Salvatore Fiori inserted himself under my skin for good. “How long are we staying?”
“Only three days, but we’ll make the best out of them.” He opened a compartment that was hidden in the seat and pulled out a chilled bottle of Veuve Clicquot and two crystal flutes. He put a strawberry in my glass, filled it up, and handed it to me. “To you, Mrs. Fiori.”
“And to my husband.” The champagne was tart and peachy on my tongue, but it wasn’t strong enough to erase Salvatore’s taste. “I still can’t believe it.”
“What?”
“That we got married. You and I seemed impossible for so long.”
“Impossible.” He scoffed. “You should have listened to me. I was never going to give you up.”
I felt an arrow going through my heart. “The last time we spoke…”
“That was anger, Grazia. You should forget those words.”
“I did.”
“There wasn’t a moment when you belonged to someone else. Just me.”
He went for my neck and I startled him. My hips moved out of instinct but the pair of jeans I had on didn’t help much. I wanted to feel more of him.
“Sasa, please!”
“I’ve just fucked you before we landed and you need more? Is it because I’m losing my vigor?”
I laughed because his words were ridiculous.
“It’s because I want you too much.”
“You’re going to have to wait,Tesoro. I’m not about to start something I can’t finish.”
I glanced out the window to see we were nowhere near Rue Jean Rey.
“We still have a few minutes.”
“No. I only had quick fucks with you for years. I hated it.”
I pulled back and put a hand on my hip. “You hated being with me?”
“I hated having to let you go every time. I hated the stolen minutes. No more. We’re going to get to the apartment and I’m going to take care of you for hours. We have a bed, and couches, and floors to screw on. We even have a balcony.”
He clutched my jaw in his big hand and took my lips again. It was possessive and devouring, taking away more and more of my heart – if there was anything left to be taken. I would have kissed him for a million years and never got enough of it.
Salvatore was right when he said the past few years were hard. Meeting in secret and walking away from him almost every day was a special kind of torture and I was happy it was over. The price I had to pay was high, but we’ll find our way out of this mess.
When the limo came to a stop, I sent out a prayer because I couldn’t wait anymore. Salvatore got out of the car, grabbed the one suitcase he packed for both of us and gave me his hand.
“I really need to get you some clothes,Tesoro. Ready to hit the shops?”
