Chapter 4Warwick followed Antonella and apologized some more.
“What’s done is done,” she said.
Left on the outside of a closed door, Warwick turned to Dom. “She probably really misses Lorenzo about now.”
“Lorenzo was a lech. He creeped me out half the time, but Mother kept him around because he was more of a lapdog than Cantante. He’d do anything she wanted without question.”
“Then that’s what I’ll do from now on,” Warwick said.
“As if you haven’t been already.”
Warwick led the way to Dom’s dressing room and offered a bottle of water from the mini-fridge once Dom sat.
“Massage my hands.” Dom held them out.
“Is that a real thing?”
“Page turners do it all the time.”
Warwick started gently rubbing Dom’s fingers one at a time. “Why don’t I believe that?” Then, he stopped. “This isn’t
