CHAPTER 43
TAMMY
Tammy looked down at her ringing phone. It was Luca. She hopped from the sofa and headed to the bedroom. She would never be able to hear him over her loud friends.
“Hey, baby,” she greeted, closing the bedroom door.
“I am no baby, donna.”
Luca’s deep, smoky baritone instantly sent jolts to Tammy’s sex. She hadn't spoken to him since he left the island and she missed him desperately.
“Bonjour, Monsieur Savelli,” Tammy said in a manner that was deliberately sultry.
“Mmmm...I like the sound of that,” Luca grumbled. “Bonjour, Madame Savelli.”
Tammy smiled, loving the sound of that. “I’m so happy to hear your voice. How are you, my love?”
“I’m well. I’ll be back soon. What are you up to?”
“Well, the girls are here. They made me get all dressed up to have dinner on the pool deck.”
“That’s nice. I want you to have a good time. Tammy, I—”
There was a pause, silence on the other end. Tammy knew that he was gathering his words, so she said nothing.
“I’m really sorry that our reception was ruined. I promise to make it up to you.”
His voice was filled with regret. Tammy’s heart went out to him.
“Luca, the only thing that mattered to me was becoming your wife. And now that I have done that, I am truly happy. I love you, sweetheart.”
“This is the truth?”
“Yes, Luca. It’s the truth.”
“Okay, well, enjoy your dinner.”
“Luca, they made me put on an evening gown just to have dinner by the pool,” Tammy scoffed.
“Oh, mon amour, they're just trying to make you feel better.”
“I know,” Tammy grumbled.
She could hear Luca chuckle on the other end.
“Smile and be gracious, donna.”
“Yes, dear,” Tammy responded in a monotonous tone.
“Bene. I’ll see soon. I love you.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
“Au revoir, ma femme.”
“Wait, Luca!” Tammy shouted into the phone before he could hang up.
“Yes?”
