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She smiled.“You’re trying to get to know my brother?”
“Your dad was busy, and besides, they’re your family, and I should make the effort.When we have kids, they’re going to want to see their grandpa and their uncle.”
“Diego, we’re going to get a divorce.”
“How about this, we don’t get the divorce, and we see if you’re pregnant?”
“Why don’t you want to get a divorce?Surely there is someone out there you will love, or want,” she said.
“I don’t want a divorce, and I know I said some bad shit.I was wrong,” he said.
“You’re admitting you were wrong?”she asked.
“I was, wasn’t I?”
She didn’t answer him.
“It hurt,” she said.“Hearing you say that.”
“I can imagine.”He reached out and pushed some of her hair out of the way.“Do you want me to wash your hair?”
“You’re offering?”
“Yeah, that is why I asked.Has the whiskey messed with your head?”
She couldn’t help but laugh, then it was pretty much stuck in her throat as Diego started to get undressed.Liana pressed her lips together as her husband got naked, and he didn’t move in front of her to sit in the bath but actually moved behind her.She leaned back against him, and Diego took hold of her hands, locking their fingers together.
Neither of them spoke, and for several minutes, they just laid together.It felt nice, especially as he held her hands and she felt the warmth of his body at her back.It was at that moment she realized she didn’t want this to end.
Diego, surrounding her, comforting her, felt amazing.
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Business would keephim in the city for the next month.There was no chance of him taking her back to his country home, so after going to a few random stores, he found that Halloween decorations were in full swing.He had never celebrated Halloween.Certainly not while he lived alone.When his parents were alive, there were a few occasions they did celebrate and there was candy.That was a long time ago.
His men helped him gather the few items up to the main penthouse suite.According to the updates he’d been getting from her guards, Liana had not left the penthouse in the last few days.She was still coping with the aftershocks of getting drunk.
Stepping into their penthouse, he carried everything to the sitting room.
“Diego?”Liana asked, stepping out of the kitchen and coming to a stop in the sitting room.
The guards he had placed with her had already left, so he stood in the center of the sitting room, complete with a fake black tinsel-covered tree, that had different sizes of pumpkins and ghosts and ghouls.There were fairy lights in Halloween colors.
“What is all this?”she asked.
“This is for you.We’re not going to get a chance to go back home for Halloween.I’ve got a lot of business to take care of here, and I thought you might like the chance to, you know, decorate.”
“You would be happy for me to decorate your place in fairy lights and pumpkins?”Liana asked.
She wore an apron around her waist, and her long blonde hair was pinned back.She was dressed in a pair of jeans that had seen much better days.Also, a sweatshirt on top.
“Yeah, I would.It might warm this place up a little, and you’re wrong.”
“About what?”
“This is not my place, Liana.This is our place, and you can decorate it however the fuck you like.”
Her arms were still folded across her chest.“Okay, if you want to.”
