Page 409 of Under Her Skin
“No women. But I did get to thinking maybe it was somewhere I’d like to take someone I was in love with. Thankfully, for me at least, I’ve only ever been in love with onewoman.”
Ama pretended to be affronted. “Where is thisbitch?”
Enda grinned, then pulled her onto his lap. “She’s righthere.”
Ama smiled happily and leaned against him. “God, we’relucky.”
“No arguments here. And guess what …there’s a bedroom back there.” He nodded to the rear of theplane.
“Thereis?”
“Ohyes.”
“And we’re wasting time, sitting herechatting?”
“Now that you mentionit…”
Ama got up and held out her hand. “Take me to bed and fuck me senseless,husband.”
Enda stood grinning. “You really are a very dirtygirl…”
“Well, doesn’t that make you the lucky one?” And she led him towards thebedroom.
Back in Italy,Raffaelo, who had been working in the city, drove home to find Inca and Serafina had built what turned out to be an intricate pillow fort in their living room. Fairy lights were strung inside, and Inca and Sera were lying on their backs, looking up at them. Raff poked his head inside and grinned at them. “Good evening,ladies.”
They smiled back at him. Inca beckoned him. “Kick off your shoes and come joinus.”
Raff did as she asked, removing his jacket too, then crawled inside the building. “I must say, I’m very impressed with this fort.” He suddenly felt a wet lick on his right ear. Fraggle was lying in a tunnel off the main ‘living area’ of the fort. “Hey,dog.”
Fraggle gave a muffled ‘woof,’ which made Inca and Sera laugh. Raff grinned at them. “I think this kind of building deserves pizza,yes?”
Sera cheered, and Inca laughed at the girl’s merry face. “Girl’s got her priorities right in life. Come on, squidgy. Let’s go help your uncleorder.”
They atethe pizza in the fort, then sat playing games with Sera all evening. When the girl was falling asleep in Inca’s arms, she carried her to bed in the guest room, tucked her in, and stroked her soft hair. Inca felt her heart hurt; if only she had been able to have kids of their own. She longed for a little girl like Sera, or her niece, Hermione, Tommaso’sdaughter.
The worst thing was that after being stabbed the first time, the doctors had told her she was highly unlikely to be able to carry her own child. Then, when she was attacked the second time …she had unknowingly been pregnant. To save her life, though, they’d had to perform a hysterectomy, and their baby had died. Inca blinked back a few tears now. It wasn’t fair. After everything they had been throughtogether…
“You okay,Principessa?”
Raff was standing in the doorway, watching them. Inca brushed her cheeks free oftears.
“Yes, baby.Just…”
“Iknow.”
They went back to their bedroom and stripped before sliding into the crisp sheets and wrapping themselves around each other. Raff brushed her lips with his. “What are you thinking about,caramia?”
Inca smiled a little sadly. “Our little bean. How unfair it was that she was taken from us. I’m still so angry,Raff.”
His arms tightened around her. “Maybe it’s time to talk again aboutadoption.”
Inca hesitated. “Aren’t we too old now? Is that what they’llsay?”
Raff shook his head. “I don’t see why. Look, let’s begin the process and we’ll see whathappens.”
Inca smiled. “Okay…”
Raff moved on top of her, then, smiling down at her. “You’ll make an excellent mother, Inca, mydarling.”
