She couldn’t stop laughing.
Sarre brought her to a club his friend Ed co-owned. Ed and his wife joined them for some dancing and drinks after their dinner date. Well, admittedly, Ed’s wife, Michaela wasn’t drinking. She was heavily pregnant. However, it didn’t stop the woman from laughing and teasing Sarre and Ed non-stop.
Michaela was a New Yorker with a thick skin and an ability to go toe-to-toe with a pair of mafia dons with ease. Giada felt very much at home with her especially since she knew her from years before.
Then there was the dancing. Sarre Saputo was a wicked-tongued devil with a dirty mind and a filthier vocabulary and every time he took her on the dance floor, grinding their hips together, he was filling her head with debauchery.
“I need to pee,” Michaela complained.
