Body of Trust: A Romantic Suspense Novel by Jeannine Colette

Author:Jeannine Colette [Colette, Jeannine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

If I thought I’d get any information out of my mother with Gia around, I was sorely mistaken. The two spend the entire dinner talking about anything but my father. It also doesn’t help that Anthony is sitting a few tables away.

“I already told you, there is no way I’m getting back together with a man who cheated on me,” I tell her after the third time she’s brought it up.

Even Gia has to agree with me. “He’s gross, Mom. And what kind of respectful daughter are you raising by telling her to run to a man like that?”

I high-five my sister. “That’s right. Sorrentino women aren’t doormats.”

Mom guffaws. “We also don’t marry beneath us. That boy comes from a good household. I’ll go to my grave before I let you marry anyone other than someone who comes from a reputable family.”

My shoulders fall. “You’ve never said that before. That’s the kind of thing I expect from Uncle Frankie, not you. I thought we were free to pick whoever we wanted.”

“Of course you are. So long as he comes from a good Italian family and is approved by your father and me.”

She picks up the dessert menu and orders the cheesecake. Gia gets the lava cake. I pass on dessert.

I never thought of my parents as antiquated thinkers. Clearly, I was wrong.

I’m a grown woman who honors her parents, yet I refuse to allow them to choose who I’ll spend my forever with.

Mom grabs my and Gia’s hands and gives them a squeeze. Her eyes mist over as she looks at us lovingly. “I’m so happy we were able to do this. I needed my girls tonight. This was very good.”

She kisses both our knuckles, and I decide this isn’t the time to argue.

“We’re happy you’re happy,” I state, and she raises her hand to my cheek.

After dinner, my mother talks for ten minutes about how unhappy she is that I’m not going back with her. I win over her approval by saying that I’ll be over for dinner on Sunday.

We get in our cars—after I check the back seat of mine—and drive away. They drive to my parents’ house while I circle the block and return to Villa Russo.

“Back so soon?” the attendant says.

“Forgot something inside.”

I walk in and head to the bar. Jesse doesn’t seem surprised to see me. In fact, he doesn’t acknowledge me at all.

I use the restroom and then bide my time, talking with friends of my parents who were on their way out. We chat in the lobby for a while. When they leave, I make a show of looking for my phone that I swear I lost.

When the last of the dining room has emptied, I realize the club must be closing soon, so I head to my car.

“Find your phone?” the attendant asks.

I open my bag and take it out. “Turns out, it was with me the whole time.”

He laughs. “Well, I guess that’s a good thing. Drive safely.”

I drive away from the club, toward my building, but I don’t pull into the parking lot.

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