Chapter 32: In Which She Is Doomed

"How come you never mentioned that you'd be coming to Italy yesterday on the phone when we talked? was this supposed to be a surprise of sorts?" Alexander asked. After their intimate bath they just sat on the king sized bed in each other's company, with Isla snuggled up to him as he affectionately ran his fingers through her soft silky hair. "Well no not really, it wasn't meant to be a surprise or anything infract I didn't even know I'd be coming to Italy when we were talking on the phone it was like midnight when dad informed me that I had a flight early at like 5 Am in the morning to Italy and then after that I packed and got like an hour sleep before having to leave but I guess it turned out to be a nice surprise" she explained offering him a smile. "It did, too bad you have a dinner date with that sleazy bastard" His jaw clenched at the thought of the dinner from hell that Isla will be attending. She too scrunched up her face at the impending doom that she had to get ready for