I finished the second layer of lasagna and added a generous dusting of parmigiano cheese.
“As for your second question,” I continued, moving onto the next layer, “I was fully intending to tell you tonight over dinner, if you’d just given me a chance to breathe instead of ambushing me.”
It was a beautiful, seamless lie. But there was no need for him to know it.
“Furthermore,” I went on, starting the third layer, “I purchased it entirely with my own money, out of my personal account. That’s why it’s in my name. Technically, I didn't even have to tell you. Unlike you, with that necklace you got Diana using our money, not your own, but since we’re partners, I was going to share the news. Gladly, even. If you hadn't decided to attack me the second you walked through the door.”
The moment t
