Americus is still sitting up in the tub listening to Cristiano and wondering who had the nerve to call their home. "How did they get their unpublished telephone number? What am I thinking about with all the available technology, anything can be found now. No one has any privacy. Either that or it's someone close to us." She thought, looking at Cristiano pouring two glasses of wine.
He gives her one of the glasses. "Damn it. I wish we were able to track their asses. They would be looking at us before they knew it. I had to think of something I didn't want the mutherfucker to call again, and Royal or Casian answered the telephone. Maybe it's a good thing they're still mom and dad until we return on Tuesday. I'm sorry we can't stay longer." He steps back into the bathtub.
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