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"Just a trim, please"
Michaela didn’t show her disappointment "Of course I’ll condition it, too Now that winter is co, you’ll need a little extra moisture"
Sure Whatever
Gia leaned back, lowering her head into one of Jason’s sinks as Michaela wet her hair Stacia approached her with several bottles of nail polish and asked her to pick one for her pedicure Absently, she picked a peachy-bronze color and sighed as Michaela began to sha She hadn’t had any in the last year Instead, the worry that the temporary nanny wouldn’t remember to read Tony Jr a bedtime story distracted her And the hope that Jason would soon be in a better mood ran a close second
An hour later, she stared at herself in thein surprise With a few snips of the scissors, the brandishing of a blow dryer, and so iron, Michaela had transfor beautiful, full of body and shine Stacia had finished her pedi, and now shaped and buffed her fingernails
Afterward, she ehtie in a blush color, trie lace that would cup her breasts and flirt with her thighs, lay strewn across the bed A very sne-hued Louboutin stilettos sat on top of their box, their bows glittering, the red soles a bright warning
"I’m supposed to put all this on?" she asked no one in particular
"Not yet," Michaela answered, then turned to her assistant
Gia caught sight of a pot of wax heating as Stacia set up what looked like a wide e table and covered it with a clean sheet Her sto he’d said He intended to take her to bed For that, he’d want her waxed After all, why shouldn’t he insist on hishow much she’d hurt hi not to give her husband any more of herself than her body
Scrubbing a hand down his face, Jason paced his kitchen The scents of the savory garlic-herb roasted chicken and vegetables blended with the delicious arory by now Starved, even Hell, he couldn’t notice a da, and that wretched pain only Gia couldhis chest
His wife had chosen ining that she’d take thereed to meet him at the Mexican restaurant because she wanted to resue In truth, Jason had been worried that Gia had come to seek a divorce He’d been prepared to talk fast to convince her otherwise But never had he iined that she’d actually take him up on his wretched offer and sell herself
Apparently, she wasn’t different frorace to this situation was that his one when he’d returned holy, she’d taken the cash on his dresser Later, she’d texted to say that she had found a new friend while consoling herself at Neiman’s Apparently, the man had invited her to dinner at The French Room Jason hadn’t seen Sa" her Hell, if the guy had enough money, he’d probably be husband number five
Finally, the two beauticians he’d hired to take care of Gia’s personal needs ed up in their roller bags He exchanged a feords with the quiet blonde, but didn’t hear a lot beyond the fact that his as finished and waiting for hier than he wanted to be, Jason paid the woether a dinner tray, added a chilled bottle of wine, and headed up to find his bride
His heart raced as he reached the closed door "Gia?"
"Yes"
She didn’t sound at all happy He’d given her more than one opportunity to leave, but she’d taken the mercenary path He refused to feel sorry for her
Balancing everything in one hand, he turned the knob and opened the door As soon as he saw her, he nearly dropped the tray She looked like his fantasies--only better Her hair hung in loose waves One of the wohts Even her toenails shiht the ined how she would look in it and gotten hard as hell But seeing her in person? Daaze on hi away to expose her s pussy The "fuck roith need But he’d enjoy the sex er as he did…and if she’d lie to him and say she loved him, like she used to
Patience
If Gia wanted a divorce and she wanted to be paid for her freedom, he planned to make her earn every penny of it first And if he was very lucky, h of her and move on
He set the tray on the dresser, still looking her over "Beautiful"
She cast her gaze down submissively Either that or she couldn’t bear to look at hiht us solass, her expression sos"
Her face closed up entirely "Hopefully, a quick one"
Jason et her naked and flat before he put his stamp on her, hold her in his thrall the way she’d done hilass as if she needed the liquid courage
Trying not to grit his teeth, he lifted the lid on the dishes, then pointed at the bed "Sit"
Slowly, she sat back against a stack of fluffy white pillows and took the plate "Thank you"
Their gazesin a curse, Jason gave her a fork When she grabbed the far end, refusing to even brush his fingers, his lips tightened If she had a new aversion to touching him, he’d quickly put a stop to it
Plate in hand, he sat back on the bed against the grouping of pillows, leaning against the headboard beside her Digging his fork into his rice, he did his best to focus on the food and act as if nothing happening between them bothered hi with your fa your brother’s killer to justice"
Gia tensed "There hasn’t been any My brother’s for named Ricky Wayman A few days later, he recanted and claimed he wasn’t sure, but I know better Patrick was either scared off or paid off The day before my brother died, he tolddown and he intended to stop it Tony died on Ricky’s turf, so I know damn ho shot my brother"
"No one has arrested Wayht hi" And that obviously infuriated her
"Don’t the police usually go all out to hunt down a cop killer?"
So cynical and mad as hell twisted her delicate features "Usually, yeah Way her plate until her knuckles turned white, she drew in an angry breath "I think the brass is already convinced it’s an unwinnable war and it would cost toothis one punk to justice He takes out a lot of other criminals, so…"