Chapter Thirty
Ivo flew back to Paris the next day, leaving Walter behind. His father was still reeling from Adria’s death but at least in L.A. he had his friends around him. He told Ivo he would come over to meet the baby soon, and hugged him fiercely. “I’m so proud of you, Ivo, so very proud.”
Sofia ran into his arms as he came through passport control and he picked her up and twirled her around, his lips fierce against hers. “God, I have missed you.”
“Me too, baby, me too.”
They went back to their hotel. “Clemence is sleeping a lot since the birth so the hospital said visiting hours only, but I’m sure they’ll let you in, being the daddy.”
“Later,” he said as he dumped his suitcase in their bedroom and pulled her into his arms. “First, I need a long hot shower, and you…”
Sofia gigg
