“It’s nice to come home to a wife who’s having phone sex with her lover.” Dimitris loomed above me, dark and forbidding. “Cut it out, will you? We both had sex with other people. Get over it! You were ramming your cock in Claudine’s French webby cocoon last night so you can’t complain about me having some little sexy time over the phone!” The thought of him with Claudine again made my stomach somersault. Reaching for my phone, I got up to finish my call with Brody. Dimitris’s anger can simmer some more. “You disrespectful bitch!” he screamed, snatching the phone away before he strode quickly towards the balustrade where he threw my phone out to the city below. “Aw, hell no! You fucking didn’t!” I ran towards him, barefoot on the grass, ready to throw him out, the way he had done my phone. “You’re going to pay for that, you stupid, Greek moron!” I tried to slap him, but he was quick to catch it.
