Mackenna noted the taste of his kiss was strange, it was thick and metallic, and she struggled against the strange flavour of it. He evaporated out of her arms and out of her dreams. She cried for him to come back. She could hear Savannah and she was confused.
Savannah shouldn’t be in her bedroom in Milan. Savannah was in Phoenix. She was in Phoenix. She was in Phoenix, and she had filed for divorce because she hadn’t gone with Alessandro to Brazil. Her work term had extended to four months because the employer had been short-staffed, and she’d enjoyed the work so much and Alessandro had encouraged her to work if it were what she really wanted to do.
He’d gone to Brazil, and he’d met Dulce and she’d been naked and beautiful, and he’d come home with her on his arm. Now he would probably
