Chapters (44)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- About the Author
“How did she come up?”
“Hmm,” said Divana. “I think it was at Cabo … no, it was Sedona, right? Yeah, Sedona. Right, Lore?”
Lori drew her legs up, yoga-like, tapped a sandal. “I’m thinking yes.” She nudged an earring. “Yeah, definitely Sedona.”
I said, “One of your trips with Phil and Frank.”
Nods.
“You do a lot of those?”
“Not enough, let me tell you,” said Divana.
“Their schedules,” said Lori.
“At least they don’t have kids,” said Divana. “Just business.”
“And wives.”
I said, “Kids tie you down.”
“That’s what they tell us.”
“Phil and Frank?”
“No, our friends who have them.”
“But even with wives, the brothers manage to get away.”
“The brothers,” said Divana, shooting a lopsided grin. As if she’d never thought of them that way. “They’re the best little boys.”
“How did the subject of their father’s girlfriend come up?”
“Hmm … we were … I guess in bed. Right, Lore?”
“Probably.”
“We spend lots of time in bed,” said Divana. “Room service, champagne, pay-per-view, what’s better? That day, they went off to see some red rocks. Frankie and Philly, not us. We said suit yourselves, boys, we’re staying here with Mr. Moët and Mr. Chandon.”
I said, “But at some point all of you were in bed and the subject of Markham Suss’s love life came up.”
“Love life?” said Divana. “More like sex life. They said he was a total horndog, that’s where they got it from.”
“Proud of their heritage.”
“Huh?”
“They liked taking after their father.”
“Yeah, exactly. And then one of them said—I’m not sure if it was Philly or Frankie—he said guess what, the old guy’s hooked up with some piece he found online, he didn’t even used to like the computer. They thought it was funny.”
“They knew that because …”
“I don’t know,” said Divana. “Maybe he told them.”
Lori said, “Maybe he was proud so he told them.”
“At his age, Lore? Probably super-proud. Probably Viagra, but still.”
“One thing I didn’t like,” said Lori, “was their making a big deal about her being young.”
“Tiara.”
Nod. “They were like, ‘She’s fresh, not a wrinkle.’ I said keep pushing it, Bad Boys, and we’ll kick you hard in the you-know-whats.”
“They like to be talked to that way,” said Divana.
I said, “Submissive.”
“Not really, they just like when we have spirit.”
Lori said, “That’s what they call it. Spirit.”
“So they were impressed with how young Tiara was.”
Lori said, “Philly started, I remember ’cause that time I was with Frankie and she was with Philly and Frankie started to laugh after Philly said it and his chin bumped me and I got p.o.’d, almost pushed him off.”
“That time you were with Frankie,” I said. “Other times you’re with Phil?”
Both women looked at the floor.