“I gotta make some phone calls and answer an email or two,” Antonio announced as he rose to his feet, “but I’ll be with you in half an hour at most.”
“Oh,” why did the hell did she sound so disappointed? Tara wasn’t the desperate kind of girl who clung to a man. “It’s nothing,” she told him. “I should probably go anyways.”
“What?” He exclaimed. “No. Stay.”
Although worded out as an order, it came out as a plea.
And Tara wasn’t strong-willed enough not to oblige.
“You could watch TV or something while I get some work done,” he suggested with a wink.
And then, as easy as that, he went to what she assumed was his home office.
TV not being a thing she favored, Tara decided to call her best friend Chloe. She went to the living room, sat on the sofa, before finally giving Chloe a c
