Total Control

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Authors: Desiree Wilder
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out of her car and gave me a beaming smile as she walked back to her trunk and grabbed a couple of grocery bags. I ran over and took them from her and she gave me a sweet little kiss.
    “I missed you,” s he said. It made me feel warm and hopeful.
    “I missed you , too,” I told her as I set the bags down on the sidewalk and took her face in my hands and kissed her like I should’ve when I got there.
    “I decided to cook for you tonight!” Her excitement was contagious and it made me reconsider having a chat about Vince right away. I was admiring her smiling face as she glanced over my shoulder. Her smile slowly shrunk as I heard an unwelcome voice.
    “Ethan, the girls and I have decided when we’d like those VIP passes,” Bridget said as she walked up behind me. Gia looked down and fumbled with her keys like she couldn’t wait to unlock her door and disappear from the intrusion.
    I turned around and fac ed Bridget. “I’m sorry, Bridget,” I told her. “I’m in the middle of a no-business, all-pleasure day. Just call The Lock and talk to Rose. Tell her when you’re coming and how many and I’ll okay it when she asks.” Then I turned back around and picked up the bags. Gia was trying to hide her smile, but her beautiful eyes gave her away. I winked at her and up the stairs we went.
    I helped her unload the groceries and then she asked me to open a bottle of wine she’d picked up.
    “Did you get your errands done today?” I asked.
    “Yes. You?”
    “I did,” I told her as I handed her a glass of wine.
    “It seems like maybe something is on your mind?” She was good at reading me. “It’s okay, Ethan . Why don’t you just tell me?” She looked concerned.
    “You’re right .” I gathered my nerves. “Gia, you called out Vince’s name last night when you had your nightmare. I couldn’t get back to sleep. Vince had mentioned before that you’d come on to him and I didn’t believe him. I talked to him today and he stands by that story.”
    Her face turned red. She wasn’t happy anymore. “So, now what do you believe?”
    “I don’t know what to believe, ” I told her honestly. “He seemed to know more about you that morning than he should’ve.” I hinted at the fact that he knew she didn’t have any panties on.
    “Wow!” She set her glass down, crossed her arms , and paced back and forth, shaking her head. “I don’t know what you’re asking, exactly. Are you just asking me if I made a pass at him? Is that it? Or is there something else? Because I don’t know what you mean by, ‘he seemed to know more about you than he should’ve.’”
    “Gia, please don’t get upset. I know how Vince is with women and it makes me sick. I just need to know what happened between you two. His job is at stake, so what I’m asking is what happened exactly?” I hate this. Why do I feel like a controlling, obsessive, asshole?
    She shook her head again. “ I had a feeling this was going to come back to bite me in the ass!” Oh, no! Please don’t tell me it’s true!
    She took her wine and walked over to the couch and sat down. She took a big gulp and set it down on the coffee table. Then she looked up at me —I was anxiously awaiting an answer. I was nervous and wondered if this was going to break my heart.
    “I understand why you need to know. I had no idea I’d said Vince’s name last night, but yes, I had a nightmare and he was in it. When you dropped me off at the motorhome that morning after I’d spent the night with you, Vince was there ; he’d spent the night with Jo.” She was looking right into my eyes. I sat down in the chair across from her.
    “He said, ‘Hellooo , Gia,’ as soon as he saw me and I was immediately uncomfortable.” That sounds just like something Vince would say. “I asked him where Jo was and he told me she was still sleeping. Then he asked me if I was afraid to be alone with him. I told him no and asked him if I should be.” She looked down at her hands

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