Mi Carino (42 page)

“
Would you like to see what we will be arranging today? You’ll be pleased.”

“
Oui
… please me.” Alexandria said dryly.

“
This way.”

***

Diego listened in the back of the limo as Lance spoke to Marcella’s friend Susan. He could only hear half of the conversation. He waited. The car circled the Catholic church headed to Leytonstone. Over the past month he’d spent time between London and Bristol, next month he’d be visiting the offices he had in France, from there Greece.

“
She’s in Paris.” Lance said, slipping the phone back to his inside pocket.

“
Marcella is in Paris?”

“
No, her friend Susan is in Paris. I told her I’d be in town tomorrow and I wanted to see her.”

“
They were really close.” Diego, mumbled, remembering that the two used to live together. “It’s no coincidence that they are both out of the States. If she’s there then so is my Marcella.”

“
I’ll check it out.”

“
No, we’ll check it out. We leave tonight.”

***

“
Okay what was so important that you had to leave me with Alexandria Dubois?” Marcella said backing Susan into her office.

“
Men! Jerk just thinks after he blew me off that he can slip back in.”

“
What jerk?”

“
Nobody important. I told him I’d meet with him so I can give him a piece of my mind.”

“
Susan?”

“
What?” Susan gave a girlish giggle. Marcella knew that giggle. It only surfaced when a man was involved.

“
Susan no. We just got here. Remember our diet. No men.”

“
Honey that’s your diet, not mine.” She walked around Marcella shaking her head. “I just want to…um, see him and then it’s all good. If he’s lucky it’ll be a drive-by fuck. He’s so fine girl.”

“
I thought he was a jerk.”

“
You of all people know that jerks can be delicious.”

Marcella flinched. Susan slapped her forehead. “Hey, that came out wrong.”

She waved off the apology. “Forget it. Just make your drive-by after we get through setting up theQuincy DeMarcos collection. If Alexandria is going to be making impromptu visits then I want it all in order.”

“
Okay, where is she? Still peeking in our cupboards?”

“
I left her in your office on the phone.” Marcella smirked.

“
Thanks a lot.”

Susan walked out. Marcella circled her desk and sat behind it. She kicked off her heels and reclined in the office chair. Along with the morning sickness came the fatigue. As her eyes closed she placed a hand to her flat tummy and smiled. Suddenly she was excited over what tomorrow would bring. “Fresh start. This is our new beginning.”

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