"Get the fuck out of here!"

"I’m serious, Kit," Marina says with a straight face. "It wasn’t working out for me then and it definitely isn’t working now."

"You aren’t joking, are you?" Kit asked curiously. It felt like it was just yesterday when he signed over the rights to the cafe.

"No, I’m serious. Oh, by the way, I dumped Francesca too."

Kit’s lips dropped to the floor. "Get out…" Was all she could say? Marina was surprising her by the minute. Francesca too?"

"Yup, she was a waste of my time you know. And I don’t need a woman like that. I need someone who doesn’t hold money over my head and if I don’t do what you say, you’ll punish me by not paying a bill. That’s immature."

"I agree," Kit says nodding her head, still not being able to believe, that Marina divorced her husband and broke up with Franny Panties. What else could happen?

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"I heard Jenny’s looking for a roommate."

"She is," Kit says without understanding where Marina’s going with it.

"Good. I think I might just take her up on that offer." Marina replies, thinking of Jenny and what’s happened between them. They never got a chance to have a happy ending and she thinks it’s time. She’s unsure of how she’ll get Jenny alone, but she knew she needed it. Fucking her, may be the only way to drop the issues between me. It’s been a while anyway, and she knew Jenny couldn’t resist and she didn’t know why she fought her so fucking much. She did go after Jenny, yes, but Jenny allowed her to. It takes two to tango. "What are you thinking about?"

"You…Milan…L.A…Husband….Girlfriend. A lot has happened."

"It has. And I’m ready for something new, maybe you know who," Marina whispers, making Kit look at her.

"You little devil…" Kit says shaking her head. "And how the hell are you going to get that?" Kit asked.

"You’ll see," Marina replies with a naughty grin. "So, what can a lady have to drink around here? Anything, good?"

Kit smiles and nods her head. "You still drink rum?"