“Well, it’s dinner time here. We’re meeting Gianni at La Tempete,” Tammy said.
“Where’s Luca?” Victoria asked.
“Business. Somewhere in Ireland.”
“Oh, okay. Well, have fun,” Victoria replied. “Holla at y’all later.”
“Later,” Tammy and Natasha said in unison.
As Natasha disconnected the call, Tammy stood and said, “The car is gonna be here in twenty minutes. I’m gonna go and call Luca. I wanna see if he’s got time for a quick convo.”
“Yeah, okay, convo,” Natasha chuckled. “I’ve heard your ‘convos.’ Sounds like phone sex to me.”
“Um-hm. I’m finna go rub one out, maybe two,” Tammy said with a wink before walking toward the door.
“I’ve been blessing the fuck outta your guest room,” she said over her shoulder as she walked out of the library of Natasha and Gianni’s lavish Versailles estate.
“Nasty ass,” Natasha shouted at Tammy’s back.
