CHAPTER FORTY THREE

You seem as though "the cat got the cream."

Salvetti suppressed a grin as he read this. He should not have had the mental image of another man's daughter making an orgasmic expression fill his thoughts while he spoke to the father.

When Salvetti sat down, Mattheo gave him the cold shoulder. Mattheo, however, was not one to employ facial characteristics. Thus his rendition of a death gaze consisted of nothing more than a little narrowing of the corner of his eyes. Salvetti was too distracted by the situation to wonder how he had done it.

"Hey, Mattheo, may I help?"

Eyes blinking, he blinked. It is not my place to try to keep you away from my kid. But don't come to me with her perfume clinging to you like a vice; it's an insult.

No one has the right to come between a man and his wife in any family. Thus Mattheo was absolutely right. They didn't tell her parents.

My question is, "Does she know about your agreement with her?"

"My prior arrangements are irrelevant to my present arrangement