“I don’tcareif you’re with Caterina after we’re married. As long as you can get me out of here– me and Ludavica – you can do whatever you want. I’ll behappyfor you to do that.”
I frowned. “You’re telling me thatafterwe’re married, you’re perfectly fine if I cheat on you with another woman?”
Isabella looked frustrated. “Didn’t you ever wonder why I wasn’t interested in marrying you?”
Actually, yeah, I did.
Like I said, hundreds of the hottest chicks in Italy had thrown themselves at me –
But the beanpole bookworm?
Not interested in the slightest.
When I didn’t immediately answer, Isabella kept talking.
“I mean, by all objective standards, you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met.”
Okay, I’ll admit it:
I’m a little vain.
Okay, fine, whatever –
I’mreallyfucking vain.
So her saying that totally stroked my ego.
“Thank you,” I said with a seductive smile.
She harrumphed. “I wasn’tcomplimentingyou. I was asking you,didn’t that make you wonder?”
“I mean… yeah, kind of.”
“Well…you’rein love with Caterina… and I’m in love with someone else, too.”
I was totally taken aback. “Who?! A guy who works for your father?”
Isabella narrowed her eyes like I was a fucking idiot.
“Not aguy.”
Oh.
Wait –
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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“You’reGAY?!”I exclaimed.
Isabella looked like she was about to shit a brick as she looked around wildly.
“Would you keep it DOWN?!” she hissed.
“Sorry, sorry,” I whispered. “But – you’re GAY?!”
“Yes.”