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“Who?” I say wishfully.
“It’s not Sophia, it’s Keira.”
“What the hell does she want?”
“Maybe she wants to wish you a happy Valentine’s Day?”
“Not after the last time I saw her.” I chuckle.
“She said she has some information from her father that you’d be interested in.”
“Declan is still in the business?” I say frowning.
“It might be a good tip. Keira’s nosy ass knows everything.”
“Did she say anything else?”
“No, it was pretty vague. Maybe she just wants your night to go out with a bang,” he says smirking.
“That is more like the Keira I know,” I say rolling my eyes.
“Boss?” Dominic says again looking embarrassed.
“Yeah?”
“Shall I tell her that you’ll see her?”
“Yeah, not in here, though. I’ll pay her a visit later tonight.”
“Okay,” he says giving me an appraising look before walking out.
Valentine’s Day has finally arrived, and every emotion seems to fly through me knowing I will see Rocco soon. I buzz Lucia in as I wait anxiously inside my bedroom, every outfit I own is sprawled out in front of me, but they all just seem so drab. I hear Lucia’s familiar light footsteps, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.
“Where are you?” she calls from the hallway.
“Bedroom,” I shout back.
“Lucia!” I say in shock as she walks in.
She is wearing an electric blue dress with a thigh-high slit, but her outfit isn’t the only thing that is new. Her candyfloss pink hair is now a vibrant neon red, cut into a chic bob.
“Notice anything different?” she says smugly.
“You look amazing.”
“It’s your turn. Show me what you got. Pretend I’m Simon Cowell and you’re trying to be the American Idol,” she says sitting on the bed smiling.
“Simon Cowell doesn’t wear thigh-high dresses.”
“He does now, bitch.” She smirks.
The next hour is spent trying on every outfit that Lucia apparently hates. “It’s a no from me,” she says doing a mock sigh.
“You’re taking the judge thing a little too seriously,” I say throwing my hands in the air. “At this rate I’ll be wearing nothing, Lucia,” I sigh, falling down on the bed and sprawling out over the clothes.
“That might be an idea. Maybe, you could do something like Samantha from Sex and the City and cover yourself in sushi,” she says cracking up.
“Gross and sticky. Besides, Rocco doesn’t like sushi.”
