Chapter 87
Valentino's POV
It actually made me smile. Her concern warmed my heart. I cut open the cake. The cake was a cherry sponge. I grinned as I consumed it.
Caylee entered without knocking while I was eating and was wearing a red bathing suit. She approached me and gave me a kiss.
She swayed her hips and remarked, "I look hot, right?" I laughed. I remained silent. I wasn't feeling it.
"Come on, now. What is troubling you? The ideal vicar is this one. We're here to have fun, after all. You ought to sample their cuisine and spas. It's ablaze. Let's avoid discussing the seashore. It's excellent!" Caylee yelled enthusiastically in a dreamy voice.
"I'll do that tomorrow."
Oh, did Myrah and you get into a fight? Why don't you hang out with her like you used to these days? She inquired, cutting a piece of my cake with a fork, and then took a bite.
"I'm just giving her space."
