Chapter 19

MARIANELLA

I walked several blocks until I found a small ice cream parlor on a corner and slipped into it, ordered a strawberry milkshake, and stuck my butt in the chair like a kid with problems?

I don't know why I am so angry, everything between us is just an agreement and he kissed me, but we are adults and I should deal with it, but I am not here in an ice cream parlor drowning my problems in a milkshake like a teenager.

As I deal with my stupid and unfounded anger, I catch myself thinking that it was unprofessional of me to leave like that, whether I want to or not I am still his secretary.

My cell phone vibrates several times, I read his name on the screen, I think about not answering, but that would be a level of childishness I don't want to give him.

Roman: Where are you?

Roman: Marianella, you better show up before I find you.

Roman: Answer the damn phone.

Uh, he's angry, that gives me a little internal satisfaction, I let him get a little more angry and then I answer.

Mariane