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out.”
    “I said sorry! I nursed the both of you through it! And you know what he does? He compares it to the feckin’ risotto incident which he knows he’s not allowed to do. And because we’re sitting next to this old woman on the plane, she asks him why he’s not eating the food and he tells her that his wife keeps trying to kill him.”
    “Tony,” Gina admonished, struggling not to laugh. “That’s not on, man.”
    “Once is a mistake. Twice, I have to voice my suspicions.” He tried to curl an arm around Lydia’s shoulders, but neither did she allow him to do so nor did she release Gina. “I know she wants to keep me around though. Doesn’t her voice sound hoarse?”
    Oh eww , Gina untangled herself from Lydia. “You,” Lydia made a sweeping motion in Tony’s direction, “go find the groom and do something useful. Us girls have things to do.”
    “I’ve forgiven you for trying to kill me with my second favourite thing in the world — food. You can forgive me for wanting to talk through my trauma. Abuse against men is a serious subject.”
    “Feck right off or I really will try to kill you.”
    “Don’t you want to shower first?” Tony offered, hazel eyes glowing with mischief.
    “Stay away from me, Caristo!”
    Tony blinked at Gina. “Excuse us, one moment, G. Apologies for the domestic.” He picked Lydia up in his arms and carried her back to the car, ignoring her shrieks of protest. Opening the back door, he placed her inside before following. A half-second later, the driver flew out of the car and hurried to Gina’s side, protesting in Italian, “I don’t want to know what they’re doing.”
    “Me neither,” she replied, then clapped her hand over her eyes. “And, oh my God, the car’s rocking.” She turned her back on the scene and urged the driver inside the villa. “Let’s get some lemonade. Are you hungry?”
    Half an hour and three custard filled croissants later, Lydia rolled into the kitchen, looking dishevelled from head to toe. Gina shook her head.
    “Just going to have that shower now.”
    “Speak to Rocky when he gets here. Reassess the terms of that agreement,” Gina suggested. Lydia’s eyes widened. “Don’t you want to sit down for a moment?”
    Lydia frowned at her, placing her hands on her bottom. “No. Can’t. See you in ten.”
    Tony popped his head around the archway, one suitcase in hand. “I’m forgiven! Jubilation G!”
    Gina raised the flat of her palms to the ceiling. The driver got to his feet and thanked her for the food. She removed her phone and typed out a text. Oi, you need to sort out this celibacy thing. Obviously I can’t do a thing wrong, so it’s up to you. Everyone is getting boom tings except us.
    Her phone pinged back at her. Trust me. I’ll sort it. Be ready.
    Not now numpty! I’ve got to get all buffed and pretty.
    My darling Georgina, you are already buffed and extremely pretty. Will sort it out. Love you.
    Love you more.
    Satisfied, she settled with an orange juice when Sofia wandered into the kitchen, looking lean and elegant in a bright green maxi dress. “Coffee please, darling, I ache all over.”
    Gina passed over the coffee press. Sofia looked at it. “What do I do with this?”
    “You’re kidding right?”
    Sofia grinned. “Just. It’s the only thing I can do.”
    “You and Lydia will be staying out of my kitchen from now on,” Gina warned. “Have a muffin. Made them this morning while I wasn’t bouncing on top of my future husband.”
    “You should start that again, it is so good for the thighs. Better than Pilates,” Sofia assured her, picking the flaked almonds from the top of a croissant and popping them into her mouth. Lydia came sweeping into the kitchen. She and Sofia hugged delightedly.
    “Is that coffee? Amazing.”
    “The driver’s gone,” Gina said calmly.
    “Not far I hope. I’m not walking to the marina.” Sofia frowned. 
    “Probably giving it a good clean because of certain