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Authors: Helen Bianchin

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It arrived at house towards the six from afternoon.

" Benedict has called " Marie said to him when Gabbi appeared in the kitchen ".

It will take about twenty minutes more in arriving.

The sufficient time like showering and washing the hair.

" It smells very well " it said to him to Marie.

" Asparagus with Dutch sauce, meat with vegetables, and cake of dessert lemon.

Gabbi took a glass and went to the refrigerator to look for frozen water.

" several invitations by mail Arrived.

They are in the study.

" Thanks.

Minutes later, Gabbi took off the clothes and it put in the shower.

Soon, underclothes were put cleaning, cattle tenders and an ample blouse.

The hair in moño took shelter.

A touch of color in the lips was applied to cream in the face and and decided that she was ready.

Benedict entered the room when she left.

He smiled and she asked to him: " a meeting that was delayed? " Two telephone calls and a clogging " he said.

" the supper will be ready in ten minutes " she commented going towards the door.

" She had hopes of being able to share the shower with you.

" Too much late.

" What pain! " he smiled.

It put itself nervous.

" a cold shower will help you.

" This also " he said, and he kissed it enthusiastically.

It felt that she was give inn that pleasure.

She moaned smoothly.

When he raised the head, he felt that the beat of its heart had been accelerated, and its skin was lukewarm.

Their lips shook when it separated.

" you do not play fair " it accused trembly she, while it caressed the cheek to him.

" It sees see Marie " he said to him picaramente smiling ".

I will go immediately.

The supper was delicious.

" Coffee? " Marie asked.

Gabbi watched the clock.

It would take half an hour in getting dressed, making up themselves and to comb themselves.

" I no, thanks " it said.

" Black coffee for me, please " Benedict said when Gabbi rose of the table.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4

 

 

 

 

GABBI put red trousers of silk with a camisole to game and a jacket.

It was an overwhelming set, completed with sandals at night and a purse to game, that emphasized its blond hair and its golden skin.

It was made up carefully, and cepilló the hair to take it loose.

One watched the mirror.

In him a safe and young woman was reflected, whose clothes and jewels showed their wealth.

She had an air of coldness and serenity that was far from feeling.

" you have chosen the color to intention? " Benedict asked.

" Why it questions? " it gives the impression Me that you mean something with it.

" What perception! Benedict took a dark smoking, a white shirt and a pajarita.

A man was almost a sin that radiated resemblance degree of sexual chemistry, she thought.

She had an air of dangerous predator.

" To what that smile comes? " Excitation " she answered.

" By the exhibition of Leon? " Naturally.

" We can arrive late " Benedict suggested mockingly.

She smiled.

" Leon would undergo a deception.

And Annaliese also, thought she.

" Could fix making it a purchase exorbitant.

It remained pensativa, soon denied with the head.

" the jokes are paid expensive " he said.

" I am Already sorry.

" the repentance is losing validity with hourly that happens " it saw a brightness of doubt in the eyes of Gabbi.

It caressed the cheek to him, but the kiss was repressed that it would have given him.

Gabbi gathered its purse and left the room.

When they left the house, one seated in the Jaguar in silence.

" How reacted James to your proposal? " she asked.

To speak of businesses was something that did not involve any risk.

Benedict watched it.

" You want to speak to speak? " I can ask it to it James " it responded.

" Flight to Melbourne within a pair of weeks.

Apparently, Benedict went away single.

" How long you are going to be outside? " Three or four days.

It had to be customary to his absences.

Nevertheless, always it missed it.

It felt desire to say it to it, but to do it had been to admit something for which it was not prepared.

It fixed the Vista to the highway.

The light of the summer took in disappearing totally.

The traffic to that hour was minimum and arrived at Double Bay without delay.

There was a parking deprived next to the art gallery, and Benedict left the car there.

Gabbi left the vehicle.

One was one more night in the one than it had to pretend that everything was as it seemed to be: a happy pair; a happy woman.

She had much practice in it, said itself.

The owner of the gallery received them efusivamente.

He was an falsified man, as much in his way to dress like in the jewels that took.

" Loved mine, how you are? Ça goes? " it said to them when seeing them.

Leon, of Italian origin, had discovered that their ancestros had emigrated from France to Italy, and from then it did not let incorporate French words to its speech.

Gabbi accepted a kiss in each cheek as a greeting.

" Well, thanks, Leon…

" it responded calmly.

" That is good " the hand took from Benedict ".

There are some wonderful works.

At least one of them I am sure that great interest will wake up.

You I will personally show it you.

But first a little champán, Oui? " it had two drinks from a tray that took a waiter.

Soon it ordered a uniformed waiter to him who took a selection of entremeses ".

smoked Salmon, anchovies…

" indicated the waiter to him.

Gabbi used a aperitive as decorated smoky salmon with cremoso cheese.

" Delicious.

Pranz has been surpassed to itself.

" Thanks, wanted " Leon said now ".

and, mezclaos with people.

You know everybody almost.

I will be with you later.

She moved, conscious of the interest that she caused between people.

It was the moment for smiling, and saluted to the guests with innate affection, stopping to talk of frivolous subjects to each step.

How much she would take in entering James with Monique and Annaliese? Fifteen minutes? Twenty? They were twenty minutes.

" Hello, wanted " his father tightened the hand to him and soon he greeted his son-in-law.

" Monique…

" Gabbi greeted it with the kiss in the air customary ".

Annaliese…

Annaliese wore a fit black dress, that marked all the curves to him and that the sujetador absence left in evidence.

All the men watched it.

But Gabbi knew that its objective one was Benedict.

" you have seen something that you like? Gabbi heard that question of Annaliese and knew immediately that it went directed to Benedict.

" Yes, one or two pictures.

" You are going to buy? " Monique asked.

Gabbi was wondered if James would know what hijastra was maquinando his.

" Possibly.

Numbers five and thirty and seven " Benedict added.

" Gabbi, why you do not take to Monique and to Annaliese to give a return by the hall? " James suggested Is something of which wanted to speak with Benedict.

Did not occur to account his father of which he was throwing the lions? " the girls can go " Monique said sweetly ".

I want to speak with Bertrice Osterman.

Gabbi smiled and it said to him to Annaliese: " We began? They arrived immediately at the picture that Benedict had chosen.

" It is going to give luminosity to one of the walls of the office " Gabbi said.

" you do not bother yourself, Gabbi " Annaliese with boredom tone said ".

These exhibitions are horrible.

" But socially stimulating, you do not create? " Monique came to be made see, and…

" and you also " Gabbi added.

" By Benedict " Annaliese said.

Gabbi felt a knot in the stomach.

" You had to suppose it, right? " it did not wait for another thing.

" Then we are included/understood.

Gabbi extended a hand towards a row of pictures.

" We pretended that we watched the other exposed pictures? " Annaliese smiled ".

That will give a conversation subject soon you.

Annaliese was a completed actress, thought Gabbi.

No person in that hall had imagined that there was enemistad between hermanastras.

And to her she displeased to participate to him in the farce.

They gave a return, pictures stopped and examined before returning where they were Benedict and James.

Monique was not at sight.

" a wonderful election, Benedict " Annaliese in seductive tone said ".

There is a sculpture that would be wonderful in a corner of your office.

You must come to see it " the return occurred towards Gabbi ".

Is very spectacular.

Is not truth, wanted? " Spectacular " Gabbi repeated, taking a glass from champán of a tray that took a waiter.

It watched his husband.

To Benedict that situation seemed to do grace to him.

" Then I will have to throw a look " Benedict said.

" Why you do not talk with James, beloved, while I take to Benedict to see the sculpture? " Annaliese suggested.

" Annaliese has been transformed into a very attractive girl " James said.

Gabbi inclined the head.

" Very attractive, yes " Gabbi repeated.

" and with much success also.

" Yes " Gabbi drank champán.

" I have watched the report that you sent to me.

He is excellent.

" Thanks " Gabbi answered trying not to watch towards Benedict.

" You have the integrity of your mother, and her style " James said amiably ".

I am proud of you, Gabbi.

And of which you have obtained.

Gabbi gave a kiss him in the cheek and it said to him: " I also want to you.

" James…

Gabbi occurred to the return when hearing a unknown voice, smiled and it remained of foot next to his father while this one made the presentations.

He was a partner, worried apparently about the next elections to the state.

With an excuse, Gabbi moved away both of men and it left to the other end of the room.

He stopped himself to greet some people whom he knew.

Soon, one approached to return to watch a picture that had called him the attention.

" Gabbi.

" Francesca! " pelirroja saluted efusivamente to the model ".

I have the impression that for centuries we have not been seeing ourselves! " Long time…

You pass them have been demolishing, and…

the discouraging family.

" We were to have lunch to talk of all this? " Tomorrow? " Wonderful! " Gabbi exclaimed.

And it named a restaurant fashionable near his office ".

twelve Wings and average? " Fact " answered Francesca and it took the arm him ".

You want that we observe the attempt of Annaliese to tend a trap to him to Benedict? " Not " Gabbi answered.

" Then we make something unexpected and we watch the art objects in case there was an hidden talent among them.

It must of having some, no? " the important thing is the eye of that contemplates it.

He is he whom the beauty sees " Gabbi said solemnly while they went from a picture to another one.

" the prices are scandalous " thought Francesca in aside ".

there has been somebody has made a supply? " Although it seems lie, yes.

" Already.

" one knows that some rich and famous ones of the city sometimes buy works by whim and later they conduct a good operation when the artist becomes famous.

" and if one does not become famous? " They place the work in the lobby of its office and pretend that its unknown origin transforms it into a peculiar work.

The additional advantage is that soon taxes by their purchase can be deduced.

" OH! When you have been made so cynical? " I have grown.

" And Benedict? " we are understood the one to the other.

" It is an affirmation that involves many things.

I thought that Benedict was your blue prince.

" That is a myth that belongs to books.

" Not always " Francesca said ".

I have experienced something of it.

He had been very brief, yes.

The marriage of Francesca with a famous Italian pilot of cars of races had lasted six months.

An accident three years ago had ended with its life and the one of another conductor, a terrorífica scene that the news had immortalized for always.

Gabbi had flown to Monaco to attend the funeral and he had not been able to pronounce the suitable words then; like he was not able to pronounce them now.

" It is well " Francesca said calmly, as if account occurred of which her friend was thinking ".

I am learning to speak of it.

Gabbi had been witness of that shared love, and it had been asked if it would be possible to surpass similar loss.

" Mario was…

" One between million " it interrupted Francesca ".

He was mine during a brief time.

I had that at least " a picture with pinceladas clumsy indicated of alive colors ".

Will be a work of a small boy who has mixed itself with the other pictures? " It is an abstract picture " a masculine voice said ".

and you are watching the boy who happened all painting it with the hope late of which somebody valued it and paid so that I can have bread in my table.

" a very expensive bread " it said to Francesca ".

handmade Shoes, necktie of Hermes and a Rolex.

" They could be false.

" Not " Francesca with the certainty said which it knew the designs well.

Gabbi watched the scene between its friend and the man of dark eyes and wide shoulders.

" Now you are going to say to me where alive and what car I also take? " I do not believe that it is what people would hope of a painter " said Francesca without thinking it ".

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