Chapter 30
When Paola stepped into the enormous and luxuriously furbished library room, Ethan was quietly reading and drinking a glass of Porto.
She frowned. She was sure he was in his bedroom or that at least someone else was there. She had heard sounds of a blow drier when she returned from her work-out session. After she knocked and no one answered, she went to her bedroom on the other side of the long corridor. And she heard voices again before she came down.
Ethan glanced up when he heard her heeled steps. He placed his bookmark in the book and closed it.
As he gestured for her to sit beside him on the sofa, he forced a smile and asked, “Good work-out?”
She perched on the edge of the sofa and pouted. “Why didn’t you go to the gym? I was waiting for you, baby.”
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