Chapter 5
The sun shone through the glass door leading to the balcony, but that brightness didn’t offer a massage, and Leo needed one. The hot shower hadn’t helped. Leopoldo left the bright tower bedroom with aches in his body he’d never had in his life.
Each sore muscle made him wish for a bed.
Hopefully soon Anna Camila would let him inherbed.
Then maybe he’d get a good night’s sleep again.
And know what she tasted like.
One day soon, but for now he headed into his office as Anna showered in their suite.
Innocent and sweet Anna who was also clear-headed, smart and beautiful. Very few women had all her qualities and were usually the first any smart guy wanted to marry, which made him extremely lucky that she was available.
Luck had never been on his princely side. Usually he found himself knee-deep in trouble if he was up this early.
Except when Anna set his schedule. She’d kept him pretty steady this year which was another one of her positive traits.
It was as if Francesca had spies on him, because the moment he closed his office door, his phone rang. He read the screen and saw Francesca’s name as he listened to the voice mail.
It was too bad he couldn’t just send the voice mail to Anna to deal with, but he couldn’t do that anymore.
Somehow he needed to explain to his wife what had happened, but it wouldn’t be fair for her to fix this particular problem, if there was one. He prayed that Francesca was lying.
On the second ring, he answered and looked out the huge bay windows that led to a metal balcony. “Francesca, why are you calling me?”
In her high-pitched sing-song voice she said, “I’m at the hospital, taking the test as you requested.”
How had he thought her attractive? His entire body was tight as he wished he’d never touched her.
Now he needed to solve this problem and solve it without Anna. He pressed his lips together. “Look, give me two minutes and I’ll call you back with further directions.”
Again she said like she sang, “I’ll look forward to it, Leo.”
His heart raced as he ended the call. There had to be an answer where Anna didn’t just snap her fingers and take care of everything.
Would he hurt her if he told her? He was used to them being a team.
Tension went to his left temple. Behind him a light knock on the door sounded before it swung open and he turned. Anna walked in, wearing a sky blue dress and flats. “Everything okay?” If he lied to her right now, that made him a horrible husband. If he didn’t pay for any child he might father, he was a horrible person. His heart twisted as he crossed his hands and stared down at her. “Who’s doing your job now that you’re my wife?”
She tugged her ear. “I can handle whatever you need…”
And then he’d have to explain. Francesca was the past and he needed to focus on Anna and their future. He took her hands. “I’d rather we focus on us. But who should I call?”
She squeezed his palm and then let his hands go as she shrugged. Anna jotted down a number on a pad of paper at his desk. His phone beeped as she said, “I was showing Pierre the ropes yesterday morning.”
“I’ll call him fast.” He kissed her cheek and noticed how warm and soft her skin was. “Meet you for breakfast in a few minutes?”
She walked to the window and pointed down to the water. “Okay. I’m going to explore the shoreline of the castle. There’s a small beach I’m itching to dig my heels into. Bring coffee?”
Then he’d have a few minutes in private to find Pierre and figure out how to tell Anna about Francesca without having her solve the problem. As she headed to the door, he stared at the sway of her hips and said, “See you, my sweet.”
She pivoted, and her eyebrow rose. “That’s new.”
The nickname? His lips curved into a smile. “You don’t like it? You are the sweetest thing in my life these days.”
A huge grin beamed from her face. “Then you can say it again. See you soon.”
