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of a man. He didn’t hate her, unh- unh, real l ove doesn’t do a drastic three-sixty like that. He was angry, hurt, disappointed, sad and confused. Her explanation of why was too damn weak. If she’d told him the truth, then his head could connect to his body but she hadn’t.
    Yes, her trauma was real but her attraction to Nico had to exist as well. Otherwise, why continue a mistake to make it an affair ?
    Selange’s eyes were slits, not fully open or totally closed. Her voice was husky with fatigue , “ Alfonzo ?”
    “ Yeah.”
    “ I regret hurting you, b ut I’ll never regret loving you . ” Then there was a sad whimper, “ I miss you so much, why ’d you give up on me when I never gave up on you…why? ”
    A vein protruded down the center of Alfonzo’s forehead when he recognized she was talking in her sleep. He realized this when she rolled over, hugged the oversize pillow and was tugged into slumber’s abyss.
    “ Y e p …yep…yep. I’m tripping !” He kicked out his leg, this occurred days ago and he still thought about it. What the hell did she say that for? Cono ! It messed with his head and crippled his resolve. When he kicked this time, he sought to shake that woman out of his system then switched to the kids. He made changes to their schedule . Selange hadn’t protested because she knew he was right . Ending the home schooling for Sal was long overdue. A lfonzo enroll ed the boy in private school and assigned a pair of bodyguards to escort him there and back. He took no risks when it came to the kids. Selange did a phenomenal job with Sal’s education but it didn’t take a genius to ascertain the woman had taken on too much responsibility. The kids required more socialization, especially Sal. The boy inherited his old man’s gene , the smart- mouth and whole nine. Oh, then there’s Allie, his angel. Of course, he doted on his little girl; she’s the only innocent female in his life and the most honest. How could he not find her irresistable ? For his wayward angel, he put Anita on the case full-time and hired another housekeeper.  The rambunctious toddler was signed-up for the Bounce Around Program, three days a week at the Young Einstein Center. There she could run around like a wild thing and learn .
    Yep, changes…he’d gone through quite a few, lately.
    He rolled on his side, tomorrow was Saturday . Shit, tomorrow was today. He got the kids for the weekend . He growled not in anger but frustration. His foul countenance grew at the thought of seeing the source of his misery and every glance socked him in the gut. The woman’s sensuality was a pheromone. The inability to sexually respond, torturous!
    ‘… I’m not a player, I just fuck a lot…’
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER TWO
     
     
     
     
    Sophie sipped the warm tea and put on her reading glasses to skim the local paper. Amelda often chided her about her old-fashioned ways, but Sophie scoffed at today’s youth. They were unnecessarily busy with their everything gadgets and lacked the capacity to enjoy a leisure read. Amelda was married and the large home which was once full of music and family stood solemnly quiet. She missed Carlo. So , lively and handsome of a man should have lived longer. “Ah,” she breathed aloud, pushing the melancholy out the door. She knew who he was. They had a good life together and for this she would not change anything about her life, except …
    “Mama –mama where are you?”
    It was her son, who else dare d to walk through her home bellowing like a goon ? She did not answer , she’d let Giuseppe find her. She concentrated on the political section. She stayed abreast of government. The players changed so often, this was the only way to remain informed.
    Gi useppe found her on the terrace, minutes later. “Mama, Buongiorno.” He said then bent to kiss her cheek. He sat in the wrought iron seat with its fluffy cushion and asked, “More politics?”
    “What else is there?” She