Giada woke alone again the day after shopping with Sarre’s mother and sister and felt the unmistakable pain in her heart at Sarre’s ongoing rejection of her.
She got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom pausing when her phone rang. She moved back to the bed, sitting on the side and groaned at the display. She answered it sighing.
“Hey Cap.”
“Hi sweetheart. How are you doing this morning? Can you talk?”
“I can. What’s up?”
“I miss you.”
“Cap. Don’t.”
“I’m calling to apologize again. I really want to explain.”
“This should be good,” she tucked a foot under her thigh as she settled against the headboard.
“Vinnie.”
“Funny how one name can explain an entire continent of fuckery.” She snorted and couldn’t help her grin at his laugh.
“Ten years ago,” he spoke softly, “I met thi
