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He took the words right out of my mouth. Not that I could speak at the moment, anyway. That last orgasm took every bit of energy I had in me. I could feel sleep closing in on me as Luca cleaned me up.
“Sleep, Sugar. I’m not done with you just yet,” was the last thing I heard before darkness consumed me.
Chapter Twenty-Five
CAPONE
“What do you think it is she found?” Giovanna asked as she paced a hole into the floor of my office.
Cara had called early this morning while we were having breakfast and told us she finally had some dirt on Derek’s parents. I agreed to bring Giovanna with me. Since it was such short notice, we had Gabi as well. She was currently distracted, sitting on the sofa in my office with her coloring book and crayons.
I was just as antsy as Giovanna. Cara had been working on this for some time now. The more time that passed, the more I started to get worried she wouldn’t find anything.
If Derek’s parents did come back squeaky clean, it would be nothing to take it to court. But who wanted to have a long, drawn-out custody battle when they could avoid it? Plus, I didn’t want the added stress on my woman. The bakery was enough. She was in a happy place, and I wanted it to stay that way.
She hadn’t heard from Whitney and Dennis since they declared they were taking her to court for full custody. I didn’t understand those people, not one damn bit. Giovanna was a great mother. Their only concern should have been Gabi, but they were too worried about Giovanna moving on, even thoughtheir son was cheating on her throughout their entire marriage with their help.
“I don’t know, Sugar, but calm down. I’m sure everything will be just fine.”
Giovanna opened her mouth to say something, but a knock on my door cut her off. After I shouted come in, Cara walked through the door, followed by Sara. They gave us a small smile before turning to Gabi.
“Hey, Gabi girl,” Sara cooed.
Ever since the other night at dinner when Hannah called Gabi that name, everyone had been referring to her as that. Gabi lit up every time.
“Hi,” she said with a bright smile.
Sara squatted down so she was face-to-face with Gabi. “I heard from a little birdy that you’re an excellent helper with the physical exams.”
Gabi bobbed her head vigorously. “I am!” she agreed excitedly.
“Well, I’m on my way to the gym. You think you could come help me out?”
Gabi whipped her head to us before Sara could finish her entire sentence. Giovanna laughed and nodded her head. “Make sure you listen to everything Ms. Sara says.”
“Okay. Bye, Mommy. Bye, Pony.” She hopped off the couch, grabbed Sara’s hand, and let her lead them away.
As soon as they were gone, I got up from my desk chair and led Giovanna to the couch. Cara grabbed one of the chairs in front of my desk and brought it over, sitting right across from us.
Cara placed the file on the coffee table between us. When Giovanna made a move to open it, Cara placed her hand on top of it. “Take a breath. Because I promise you, this is about to blow your mind.”
Giovanna and I locked eyes for a moment before I flipped the file open. As soon as I saw the first photo, my jaw hit the floor. “No fuckin’ way!” I shouted.
Giovanna sat next to me in a state of shock, disbelief, and disgust. “Wow. I did not see this coming.”
Cara snickered, shaking her head. “Talk about a plot twist.”
“How in the hell did you get these?” I questioned her.
“I have a guy I used to work with before I came here. He’s a damn good PI. If he’s on your trail, you’ll never know it.”
Giovanna flipped through the photos, her face turning up at each one. “Nicole should be ashamed of herself. How is she with Danny, smiling in Whitney’s face, all while sleeping with Dennis?”
Yup. You read that right. It seems Nicole just loved being with other women’s men. But to sleep with your boyfriend’s father?
That was a new low.
Cara had about twenty different photos in this file. In some of the photos, Dennis and Nicole had on different clothing, meeting up at various motels, proving that this wasn’t a onetime thing. This was an entire affair. To make matters worse, they wouldn’t even wait until they made it into the room before tonguing each other down. Dennis was throwing a lot of stones from a glass house.
