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that he’d been seeing Georgina. But he’d broken things off with her several months ago. Looking at the new box, he went again with the old standard. “Diamonds.”
Sasha shook her head. Looking at the date on the card, she said, “This arrived around January of last year.” She tapped her finger. “I think that was Debra something or other, the actress who stayed with you while she was doing some Broadway show. She didn’t last long so I received opals. What did she do wrong, Damon? Get too close?”
Damon kept his mouth closed, crossing his arms over his chest. “What’s your point, Sasha? Are you saying you don’t like jewelry? All women like jewelry.”
She tossed the box back onto the bed, picking up another. “This one was a very pretty sapphire necklace, just like the one Justine Murphy sported at the Bernstein Ball that year, a scant week after you broke up with her.”
Damon was disgusted. “I ask again, what is your point?” he repeated, furious that she was right on all the dates and most likely, the contents of the packages. He was also livid that his public relations manager hadn’t done something to keep all of these women out of the press.
Sasha pushed her hair back off of her forehead, wishing that he hadn’t pulled the pins out of it earlier. “My point, Damon, is that I don’t enjoy jewelry. I live here at the villa, for goodness sake! Where am I going to go that would require a sapphire necklace or emerald bracelets? And I really don’t like identical jewelry that you bought to get rid of one of your mistresses. As your wife, I find that receiving the same trinket you send to your mistress as a sendoff to be in extremely poor taste.”
He hadn’t realized that his assistant was doing that. He grabbed the first box Sasha had held and ripped off the wrapping paper. Sure enough, there was a sparkling emerald bracelet. The second contained an opal bracelet with excellent gold filigree working. And the third box was an expensive sapphire necklace. He cursed under his breath, thinking that he was going to have to have a long talk with his assistant. The woman was an idiot for selecting the same gifts for his wife and mistress.
She read the look in his eyes accurately and shook her head. “Don’t get mad at your assistant, Damon. This isn’t her fault.”
“How the hell do you even know that my assistant is a woman? Aren’t you being a bit sexist to assume that?”
She sighed and rubbed her forehead, trying to ease the headache that was starting to throb due to all of the stress that had come into her life with Damon’s return. This was supposed to be easy! He was supposed to be relieved to be getting rid of his useless, pointless wife! Not that she was useless or pointless!
Glaring up at him, she shook her head. “Really? Who do you think calls me to let me know when you are coming? Who do you think arranges for all of the little luxuries that you demand when you stop by here on one of your flyby visits? She’s extremely efficient, Damon. She doesn’t let anything fall through the cracks.”
The woman just had no idea how technologically savvy his wife was with Internet searches. “I’m going to destroy your computer,” he grumbled.
She rolled her eyes. “That will only save me the effort of finding out specifics. I’ll still know that you are having affairs with any beautiful woman who crosses your path.”
He watched her and realized that he wanted her. And it was time to regain control of this conversation. “I’m not having an affair with anyone right at the moment, Sasha.”
That hurt. “Not at the moment, being the operative phrase, right?” She didn’t want to think about him making love to another woman like he’d done to her last night. “How long until you get tired of me?” she asked. “Will my departure rate a diamond necklace, Damon? Or will our
Sasha shook her head. Looking at the date on the card, she said, “This arrived around January of last year.” She tapped her finger. “I think that was Debra something or other, the actress who stayed with you while she was doing some Broadway show. She didn’t last long so I received opals. What did she do wrong, Damon? Get too close?”
Damon kept his mouth closed, crossing his arms over his chest. “What’s your point, Sasha? Are you saying you don’t like jewelry? All women like jewelry.”
She tossed the box back onto the bed, picking up another. “This one was a very pretty sapphire necklace, just like the one Justine Murphy sported at the Bernstein Ball that year, a scant week after you broke up with her.”
Damon was disgusted. “I ask again, what is your point?” he repeated, furious that she was right on all the dates and most likely, the contents of the packages. He was also livid that his public relations manager hadn’t done something to keep all of these women out of the press.
Sasha pushed her hair back off of her forehead, wishing that he hadn’t pulled the pins out of it earlier. “My point, Damon, is that I don’t enjoy jewelry. I live here at the villa, for goodness sake! Where am I going to go that would require a sapphire necklace or emerald bracelets? And I really don’t like identical jewelry that you bought to get rid of one of your mistresses. As your wife, I find that receiving the same trinket you send to your mistress as a sendoff to be in extremely poor taste.”
He hadn’t realized that his assistant was doing that. He grabbed the first box Sasha had held and ripped off the wrapping paper. Sure enough, there was a sparkling emerald bracelet. The second contained an opal bracelet with excellent gold filigree working. And the third box was an expensive sapphire necklace. He cursed under his breath, thinking that he was going to have to have a long talk with his assistant. The woman was an idiot for selecting the same gifts for his wife and mistress.
She read the look in his eyes accurately and shook her head. “Don’t get mad at your assistant, Damon. This isn’t her fault.”
“How the hell do you even know that my assistant is a woman? Aren’t you being a bit sexist to assume that?”
She sighed and rubbed her forehead, trying to ease the headache that was starting to throb due to all of the stress that had come into her life with Damon’s return. This was supposed to be easy! He was supposed to be relieved to be getting rid of his useless, pointless wife! Not that she was useless or pointless!
Glaring up at him, she shook her head. “Really? Who do you think calls me to let me know when you are coming? Who do you think arranges for all of the little luxuries that you demand when you stop by here on one of your flyby visits? She’s extremely efficient, Damon. She doesn’t let anything fall through the cracks.”
The woman just had no idea how technologically savvy his wife was with Internet searches. “I’m going to destroy your computer,” he grumbled.
She rolled her eyes. “That will only save me the effort of finding out specifics. I’ll still know that you are having affairs with any beautiful woman who crosses your path.”
He watched her and realized that he wanted her. And it was time to regain control of this conversation. “I’m not having an affair with anyone right at the moment, Sasha.”
That hurt. “Not at the moment, being the operative phrase, right?” She didn’t want to think about him making love to another woman like he’d done to her last night. “How long until you get tired of me?” she asked. “Will my departure rate a diamond necklace, Damon? Or will our
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