Pia stood on her porch, with her arms folded watching Lorenzo’s convertible pull down the street. When his car was totally out of sight, she walked back inside. For the first time in two weeks her house was silent. Most of the time she spent running around cleaning, organizing and figuring out how to handle this unbelievably flawless relationship she had going with Lorenzo.
The past two weeks had been like heaven. Lorenzo turned out to be a loving, compassionate man, despite the rumors he had been a ladies man. But who was she to judge.
Pia had some big time problems to deal with. Opening the top drawer of her mahogany breakfront, she pulled out the picture frame of Larry and her, the picture of them on his boat down in the Virgin Islands, three years prior. The only reason why she stayed in this dysfunctional relationship was because they were business partners.
She would have to tell him, and he shouldn’t be surprised. They never spent any time together unless they were in the office, which was hardly ever. Over the course of the past few months, she started doing most of her work from home. Deep down she knew she had to approached this head on. She had to make the break. They hadn’t had sex in over a year, nor did she feel any attraction to him at all.
With Lorenzo being on the road for two weeks this would be the perfect opportunity to tell him. Pia had gotten involved with Larry six years ago when they went into business together. Larry had put up three quarters of the money for the business. She put up the other quarter and went for her real estate license. One thing was for certain, she couldn’t continue any kind of relationship with Lorenzo while technically being involved with Larry. Her relationship of convenience with Larry had to come to an end, now.