Chapter Five
“IT HAS BEEN FAR TOO long since I had a party, Sofia,” Enrique told his local assistant over his cell phone. “I want you to organize a cocktail party for ten friends next Saturday night.”
“At your home, sir?”
“Yes, of course. The works, music, drinks, tell the chef to go all out.”
Sophia was quiet as she wrote everything down.
“Would you like me to send out any of the invitations, sir?” She asked.
Enrique thought about that.
“No, I will. Ten people.”
“Male, Female, a combination? For catering purposes.”
Enrique smiled devilishly. “Five of each. That’s everything.”
Enrique grinned as he hung up the phone.
The image of Sarah in that tiny red bikini still tormented his dreams at night when he was alone in his cold bed. He couldn’t seem to forget the way she had felt
