Chapter 34

(Renata Pellegrini)

> One month later:

“Does it still hurt?” Filippo asks on the other side of the screen. Every night I make a video call.

“Only when I make sudden movements, or carry weight.”

“You are recovering fast, that is good.”

“Yes,” I agree and lie comfortably on my bed, feeling my eyes getting heavy, yawn and snuggle into the sheets. “When are you really coming back?”

“The day after tomorrow, on Monday,” he answers, reminding me.

“I miss you; I'll count the minutes.”

“I miss you too,” he says, making me smile. I love it when he gets all affectionate with me. “Your mouth, sweet and wild,” he completes the sentence.

“Naughty boy!” I speak, still feeling a little embarrassed.

Filippo traveled the weekend after I was shot, and has been in Mexico for three weeks. He, besides going to meet new clients, also went to Penelope's wedding party. That made me wary, but I let it go, I can't be suspicious of the man I risked my life for. "And also, her husband is there, she wouldn't be th