The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 32
“Let me get this straight?” Savannah was leaning on the kitchen island, half perched on the stool, half sitting, an icepack to her forehead with a giant glass of water in front of her staring in amazement at her friend. “He came here. Admitted he was an a*****e. Said he was in counseling. Asked to be friends and not friends with benefits, just friends and then he made you tea and you sat in our living room barely speaking until midnight reading books about grief?”
“Yup,” Mackenna understood her friend’s incredulity because she was right there with her. It had been truly bizarre behaviour from her husband.
“I don’t get it,” Savannah grimaced as she sipped more of the water. “Is this for one day and then when he sucks you back into a feeling of comfort, he’ll kidnap you and drag you to Milan kicking and screaming?”
hed out with a laugh and closed Savannah’s gaping mouth. “Three months with s*x off the table,” she clarified and giggled at Savannah’s wide eyes.
te.” Savannah said suddenly. “Let’s face it Mac, you’re a catch. He kn
has. He told me the ball is in my court.”
g a ball with a tennis racket.
aniac.”
down the drain.”
yone have a good time?”
with one of the new triage nurses. She’
. “I hope she makes him happy.”
ll in.”
the operating table for him,” Mackenna grimaced. “It was an obscene amount of money.”
a three-ring circus.” Savannah griped.
n a condo or even buy one outright.”
we should be solid.”
visits for our lunch hour tomorrow
for us out of the cave we are living in now, I’m happy
you’ll throw a fit.”
n my closet.” She heard Nuncio turning his key in the lock. “There’s my cue, I’m out.”
to the bathroom.
to the area and grimaced at Savannah’s retreating back. “What time did she get i
ide and I had to throw one of the paparazzi out of the hall. Your neighbor upstairs is furious.”
nd irate people in your building.”
ed her coffee. He was right, she did make terrible coffee. She set the cup down on the counter hating the Italian men in her life were ruini
was Alessandro leaving here in the early hours this morning and they are camped out with hopes of a reconciliation story.” He held her gaze seriously. “It isn’t safe for you to leave here unescorted at all.”
same hotel as Alessandro. I know he will pay for it, and I will have better access to the rest of the security team.”
my apartment to go live in a hotel, and I don’t care who pays for it.”
at her in frust
now, I get it from my mot
” He knew he was dreaming large.
o much her student loans are starting to be a bit more manageable. We’re going to go look for a place out of the cellar.”
wel in his direction. “When?”
day so don’t get too excited.”
much,” he muttered.
who pretty much sleeps on my lumpy sofa and never leaves my side.” If she were being honest, she was grateful for
pared to some places I’ve slept,” he gave a
as she stepped out of the bathroom wearing her scrubs.
ght?”
way home. Didn’t pay for a drink either.” The inuendo wasn’t lost on him and she relished his scowl. She bent down and put her runners on, making sure her butt was on full display. “I got home so late there wasn’t
“You’re disgraceful,” Nuncio said bitterly.
e?”
e kind who has a stick shoved so far up his arse bending is a problem.
d, go to work. Nuncio, go do something else.” She grinned when Savannah kissed her cheek and looked at Nuncio.
the door.
t wiping his mouth furiously.
or she’ll be front page news for punching a reporter.”
k the doors until I get back.” Nuncio moved quickly to the door to try to catch up to Savannah.
on her display. She answered tentatively, “Hello?”
ello Mackenna.
r eyes as her mind caught up. “Dulce, what do you want?”
lk to Alessandro.” Her voice was silky and smoo
e?”
just hung up with him not long ago. I thought it might be interesting to tell you all the things he and I just discussed.”
t cracked the screen with her tight grip.
ked in front of the camera, and I touched myself for him so he could see me bring myself to pleasure at the sound of his voice. I know it was late in the evening there for him, but it was early morning for me here. It felt as if we were in bed together.”
efore Dulce would redial and call her back.
What do you want?”
spoke coldly. “You can say all you like he was with you last ni
ll the confidence she is keeping her lover, Alessandro is here in Phoenix, instead of with you in Italy.”
e has an obligation to you,” she answered simply
ted to scream, “if I’m nothing to him Dulce why is you keep calling me? I’m not calling you. I’m not chasing you. It’s all you who are houndi
eatened. “Get used to my voice. Perhaps when he convinces you to move to Milan,
f it, even now, she was still suffering. At what point in her life would they finally let her be?