Still Got It

Chapter Twelve

G race stood on the doorstep of a grand house with the most amazing views out over the bay. To the left of the port and up the hill, it was in the middle of a terrace of similar beauties, painted in rusts, blues and creams. Nothing below but rocks and sea. It was a hard climb, and Grace took a moment to catch her breath before she reached for the impressive brass knocker in the shape of a fish.

She’d tried hard to banish the vision of Giannis coming out of Anna’s room. Combined with what she’d seen at the restaurant, she had no doubt that they were having an affair. She was always surprised when people blamed the woman in these circumstances. Anna was young and single, and maybe behaving unwisely, but it was Giannis who needed to shoulder the burden of responsibility. He was the one who was married with a family. He should know better. She’d been barely able to look at him since finding out, although luckily he’d been away for most of the week, and she hadn’t had to. He definitely hadn’t spotted her the other morning, that was one thing she was sure of.

The situation explained the pain that Grace saw in Elena’s eyes whenever she caught a glimpse of her coming out of her office or driving around town in her open-top Mercedes. Today Grace was having coffee with the woman to talk about teaching her children. A noise behind the door told her that someone was coming. It probably took hours to get to the front door, the house was so big.