When she opened the door, she wished

‘Gabriella’ Antonio kissed and hugged her.

‘Why are you here? What happened to it being inappropriate for you to be here?’

‘Your man wants to be meet me.’

‘Mario? Why?’

‘Maybe to give me his blessing to look after the love of his life, maybe to size up the competition, maybe because he knows no-one will refuse a dying man and he wants to max that out. How the hell should I know, I’ve never even met the man.’

‘Looks like that’s going to change.’

‘Yup sure does. You want in on this historic event or you happy for me to fly solo?’

‘I know you’d never hit a dying man but …’

‘You want to check the temperature?’

‘Something like that.’

‘I won’t hurt your precious Mario, it’s just business between you two the rest’s ancient, no need for any greenery here.’

Gabriella turned her back on him and took a deep breath. When she opened the door, she wished this wasn’t happening. She’d never imagined her two lovers in the same room, ok well not like this, maybe in some erotic dream fantasy. She knew after her lecturers to Mario on faithfulness she was a hypocrite. She just hoped Mario’s mouth and current need to be honest didn’t wreck her relationship with Antonio.