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pleaded, all big eyes and quivering lower lip.
    'No way.'
    'Why?'
    ' 'Cause education is everything. And don't you ever forget it.'
    'Okay, Daddy,' Carioca said reluctantly. 'I get it.'
    'I'll see you in the morning, sweetheart,' he said, giving her a hug and a kiss.
    Then he walked out the door just as the limo drew up in front of the house. The driver jumped out and opened the car door.
    'Hey,' Steven said, ducking inside.
    'Hey,' Lucky answered. And they grinned at each other.
    'Evening, Steven,' Gino said.
    'Hey - Gino, Bobby. Everyone's lookin' mighty good,' Steven said. 'This must be a special occasion.'
    'Let's go,' Lucky said impatiently. 'This is going to be a big night, and now that I'm committed, I do not intend to miss one single moment.'

Chapter Eight
    'It's babe alert big time!' Lina said.
    'What?' Brigette said.
    'Look at 'im,' Lina said admiringly, staring at Fredo's cousin as they headed to their table on their way back from the ladies' room where they'd gone to touch up their makeup and discuss the situation. 'He's definitely the shit!'
    Brigette took another look. True. Carlo Vittorio Vitti was handsome in an arrogant way: he was tall, with dark blond hair, piercing ice-blue eyes, designer stubble and a slender body. He was wearing a grey pinstriped suit and casual black silk T-shirt. She figured him to be in his early thirties.
    In spite of her afternoon session with Flick, Lina was in lust at first sight. 'And 'e's got a title,' she said, fully impressed. 'Fredo told me 'e's a count. My mum would
    'ave a fit if she knew I was out with a real live count!'
    Brigette wasn't really listening. She was too busy regretting eschewing pizza and Ab Fab for a night on the town. This was not her idea of a good time. Fredo was all over her like a particularly annoying rash, and his arrogant cousin had barely said a word. What did she need this for?
    Lina was definitely after the cousin. Brigette couldn't care less: she merely wanted to go home.
    'I'm gonna fuck 'im tonight!' Lina announced, licking her full, glossy lips in a predatory way. 'Oh, yeah!'
    'He's engaged,' Brigette pointed out, idly wondering to whom.
    'Ha!' Lina snorted. 'Engaged means nothing?
    Brigette nodded as if she agreed, although actually she didn't.
    'Just lookin' at 'im makes me dead horny,' Lina continued. 'Know what I mean?'
    Brigette nodded again, as if she knew exactly what Lina meant when, actually, she didn't get it at all. It had been several years since she'd slept with a man.
    Sometimes she thought her libido had died and drifted off to heaven. Now she felt no desire at all. Nada. None. It was quite obvious she was a freak of nature.
    Sometimes she wondered how her friendship with Lina survived. Because of their great camaraderie, she tried not to let the fact that Lina was man hungry get in the way of their friendship. The truth was that she understood exactly where Lina was coming from. Both of them had grown up with no father around, so Lina was always chasing the strong masculine image, whereas Brigette did the opposite and shied away from men altogether. They were so different, yet they had fun together and plenty of laughs, especially when they travelled around the world on their various assignments. Location shoots were the best. Brigette was especially looking forward to flying to the Bahamas where they were doing a major shoot for Sports World International magazine. Last year she'd been on the cover. This year she knew that Lina was after the coveted spot and she was rooting for her to get it.
    Back at the table Fredo had ordered a bottle of Cristal. He was so delighted they'd agreed to have dinner with him that he hadn't stopped beaming all night.
    'Well, my beauties,' he said enthusiastically, 'what club shall we visit next?'
    'You choose,' Lina said, flashing a seductive smile at Carlo, who, much to her annoyance, failed to respond. Lina was used to men falling all over her and she did not appreciate indifference.
    'I want