Lilly ignored me and handed me a cup of coffee and a bag that I knew held my favorite pastries.
“First of all, I’m your best friend and business partner, I can walk in whenever I want. Second, your staff was freaked out at your seven a.m. appearance and called me to make sure you were okay. Thirdly, most people spend the nights and days after their wedding banging the headboard.” All of a sudden, Lilly sat up. “Please tell me you didn’t kill your new husband. Even your crazy connections won’t get you out of that.”
I almost laughed at her worry.
Lilly had been the one I’d run to after I’d discovered who Baz really was. She’d followed proper best-friend protocol and helped me plot Baz’s painful demise. Then she’d calmed me down and got me to realize that I’d have the rest of our lives to make Baz pay for lying to me.
“No, he isn’t dead.”
“And?”
“And what?”
She growled. “You’re so annoying. It’s like pulling teeth to get a straight answer out of you.”
“I’m not the one who didn’t tell me her boyfriend worked for my future husband.”
“You’re never going to let it go, are you? I didn’t know because I didn’t ask. And Kane likes his head on his shoulders, so he never talks about the people he works for. Now answer my question.”
“Was there a question in all that just came out of your mouth?”
“I swear, you make me want to pull out that gun you have hidden in your purse and shoot you.”
I smiled at her. “It’s not like you don’t have one of your own.”
“I feel it would be justice if I used yours.”
We glared at each other and then burst into laughter.
I loved this woman. Somehow, she always knew the right way to get me to relax.
Once we were in a semblance of control, she asked, “How did last night go? I couldn’t get anywhere near you after the wedding. It was as if Jonas Weber was making it clear to the world that you were a Weber now and not a Benz.”
I wanted to agree but I’d been so lost in my anger for most of the reception, I hadn’t even paid attention to Jonas. Well, except for when I overheard Sebastian tell Jonas to rein it in.
“What part of last night, in particular?” I knew where she was going with the question but I wasn’t going to make it easy for her.
Plus, how was I supposed to tell her that I angry-fucked my husband’s brains out but never really spoke to him?
“I should have known subtlety was never going to work with you. Did you sleep together?”
My cheeks heated. “You could say we slept periodically during the course of the night.”
“Oh my God. You fucked like rabbits.” Lilly tilted her head. “And why are you here right now and not continuing the marathon sex with your hot-as-sin husband? By the way, the man fills out a tux like no one else.”
Yeah, he had looked good yesterday. Heart-stopping was a more accurate word. If there was ever a man who was born to wear a suit, it was Sebastian. Then there was the slight hint of the tattoos hidden under the designer tux. They made my hormones fire every time I saw them.
“Because I’m still not sure where we stand. I don’t understand why he lied to me.”
“I’m going to tell you this as your best friend.” Lilly came around my desk, pushed my chair back, and then leaned down. “You need to get over it. No matter what, the two of you are till death do you part. There is no divorce in our world. Listen to his reasons, make him grovel, and make lots of babies to take over the Benz-Weber empire.”
“I wish it were that easy. I’m still so hurt.”
“Well, nothing is going to get resolved if you sneak out of your twenty-million-Euro penthouse and don’t talk to him. I don’t want you to end up a bitter, constantly pissed-off, cliché mob wife.”
I rolled my eyes and failed at holding in the smile from the image she’d conjured. Lilly loved her American reality shows, especially the ones revolving around the mob and their families.
“I hear you. I promise, next time I see him, I’ll give him a chance to clear the air.”
“That’s all I ask.”
“It doesn’t mean I’ll get over it. But I’ll listen.”
“Maybe you can get some diamonds out of it. That’s what my mom does, and Papa is your dad’s second without the Weber bank account.”
Lilly’s father was a lieutenant in Papa’s organization and made a healthy living, so I had no doubt he had enough to shower his wife with jewels. He also adored his wife and never wanted to be out of her good graces.
“I’m not a diamonds kind of girl.”
“Then get him to buy you a long-range rifle.” She frowned. “You’re the only woman I know who’d get wet from a gift of a deadly weapon.”
Very few people knew I had a thing for guns, especially sniper rifles. I’d taken lessons after my first job working for Solon. Then, when I’d moved on to helping with cases for other security agencies, I thought it was better to become proficient in all manner of guns and self-protection.
I shrugged. “Some of us have higher standards than others.”
“Good to know.” Sebastian’s deep voice came from the door.
“Ba…Sebastian.”
He narrowed his gaze. “I woke up alone.”
His intense attention had desire prickling up my skin.
“I left you a note. Besides, didn’t you have work to do yourself? I heard your man, Lucas, mention something at our reception.”
Lucas was one of the few people from the Weber camp I’d met yesterday who I liked. I’d deduced he was Sebastian’s second and was very protective of him.
“My work could have held until after breakfast.” The heat in his eyes told me it wasn’t food he was talking about.
“On that note, I’m out of here.” Lilly scooted around me and moved toward the
