Chapter 12
Bart untangled himself from the white sheets that still held Rebecca and tried to stay quiet.
He glanced down at Rebecca’s cherry-red hair with blonde streaks underneath splayed across her pillow.
Last night they'd come together many times, so she had to still be tired.
She was beautiful, sweet and kind. At the party she’d maneuvered beside him as an expert, not getting bogged down in too many conversations. The skill was valuable in his life, and she was a natural.
He kissed her cheek and headed into the shower. As the water hit his body, he sang an Italian love song he hadn't heard in years.
Bart never sang, but for once he had almost everything. A good woman, a promising tech, and a way to leave a lasting legacy that might somehow cure all the evil his father had privat
