Chapter 218

*LORENZO* Danica is lying across me, head on my chest, her fingers tapping out a melody over my stomach. I don’t know what it is, but I’m enjoying it. I call the kitchen via the internal phone system. “Mona, I’d like some supper in my room. Can we have some sandwiches and a bottle of wine?” “Very good. Beef?” “Great. And a bottle of the Château Haut-Brion.” “I’ll leave a tray outside the door, sir.” “Thank you.” I smile at the blatant glee in her voice and hang up the phone. I don’t know why, but Mona knows that Danica is different. I’ve brought girls here before, but Mona’s never been as solicitous as she’s been today. She must know that I’m in love. Head over heels. Completely. Utterly. Wholly. In love. “You have a phone for inside the house?” Danica looks up at me. “It’s a big house.” I grin. She laughs. “It is.” She glances at the window; it’s pitch-black outside. Is it seven o’clock? Ten o’clock? I’ve lost all track of time. Danica’s curled up in one of the armchairs facing the fi