Chapter 18. Thirst

Reese

“That girl was… interesting,” Enzo said, his voice brimming with curiosity. “Your husband’s ex-girlfriend?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“Are you alright? You want to smack her face? I will support you behind.”

“She’s not worth it.”

Enzo sighed, reaching over to lift my chin so that I could look at him. I searched his eyes for indications of rage or ridicule, but I found nothing but genuine concern in their blue depths. “As much as I want us to leave this place, I can’t. I know you’re already hungry. Providing you with a satisfying meal is more important to me now than anything else.”

I smiled at him.

The next few minutes were spent with me and Enzo eating our food in silence. He had a Florentine butter chicken dish, while I indulged in an Italian casserole with baked rice and steamed clams.

“Reese…” I didn’t expect that he had heard my name from Nica. I thought he wasn’t listening. The way he pronounced my name made me clench m