Chapter Six
It was in fact nearly two weeks before it happened again. They had made love half a dozen times in the intervening days, but gingerly, as if neither wanted to appear pushy or indelicate. Then Roberto said that he had to spend a couple of days on business in a northern city. He asked Sophie if she’d come with him.
“I’m staying in this new hotel. Supposed to be the plushest in the north. It’s certainly the most expensive. The bank will pay.”
They went up by train; first class, of course. They had breakfast as they rushed through the countryside. It was a beautiful day, a blue sky with fat fleecy clouds ambling across it. When they arrived at their hotel Roberto had immediately to go to a meeting. Sophie lay on the bed flicking through the range of services the hotel had to of
