“Yes. Thank God my day is looking up. I thought I was going to die of boredom.” She thinks for a moment. “What’s the house like so I can organize flowers and decorations? Would you be able to give me a key so I can go and check it out today while you work? That way, I can start straight away.”
“Yeah, sure.” I go to give her a key, and then hesitate. No, I can’t do that. Enrico would have a fit. “I’ll have someone there to meet you.”
“Oh.” Her eyes hold mine. “Okay, whatever is easiest. I don’t want to bother anyone. I’m used to being in houses alone.”
“It won’t be a bother.” I smile. “The house is guarded all the time so someone will be there.”
“Why is the house guarded?” She frowns.
“That’s the million-dollar question.” Nat raises her eyebrow.
“I told you, his family is rich. It’s just a precaution.” I roll my eyes at her dramatics. “Stop with the conspiracy theories, Nat. You watch way too much Netflix.” I stand. “I have to go. I’m going to be late for work.” I kiss them both on the cheeks.
“Email me the party details and I’ll get to it.”
“Okay, thank you.”
I leave the café filled with relief. Thank God I know someone who knows all about event management. The world is saved.
I’m not going to fuck this up.
* * *
Giorgio smiles as he holds my hand and inspects my ring. We are in my office, pretending to work.
“I knew you were the one for him. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were the one.”
I giggle. “And how did you know that?”
“From the way that he looked at you.”
“How does he look at me?”
“Like you’re the only other person on earth.”
My heart swells because that’s how he makes me feel too.
“So?” He sits back on my desk. “When’s the wedding?”
“I don’t know. Enrico wants the engagement party in two weeks.” Giorgio’s eyes widen. “What are you going to wear?”
“Not sure yet.” I smile nervously. “Something nice.”
Giorgio stands and immediately looks me up and down. “You must wear Valentino.” He taps his finger on his lips. “I’m going to go down to production and find something from next year’s line.”
I roll my eyes with a smile.
“Leave it with me, darling. You will look fabulous.” With a kiss on each cheek, he practically runs from my office, and I drop into my chair.
It is fun being Giorgio’s hobby.
* * *
My eyes
flutter open. “Bedtime, Bella,” Rico whispers from behind me.
We are lying on the couch in the apartment in Milan. It’s late now, and the last thing I remember, we were watching a movie. I’m tight in his arms and he kisses my temple.