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“Suuure…” Ivanna didn’t believe me.

“I’m telling the truth!”

“So where’s Alejandro, then?”

“Upstairs.”

“Upstairs?” She sounded annoyed. “I swear… I’m getting blue balls just hearing this.”

“Why?” I undressed myself, rolling my eyes. I pulled out a peach cami from my bag, placing it over my head and onto my body.

“It’s the most upsetting display of delayed satisfaction I have ever seen. I swear… this must be some kink.”

“No kink, just taking our time.”

I faced a large mirror; its slim gold frame leaned against the wall, reflecting my body. Staring for a moment, I tugged on the cami that hovered above my hips and sheer black panties. With my hair pulled into a messy, top knot, I felt oddly sexy; just as sexy as Alejandro made me feel, and as hard as it was to admit, I craved to be devoured by him. But that’s not to say that all we had was lust. He was more, something better, rivaling all the things I thought I knew about attraction, connecting us like destined magnets of dysfunction. Together, we weren’t alone in our experiences, and I meant that far past anything physical.

“I don’t understand you two, but I guess it makes sense. You’re both so complicated. Match made in heaven.”

“Or hell,” I added slyly. “Are you calling me to drop off the suit tomorrow? I know you wanted to see it.”

“Yes, but no. Actually… Alejandro’s in trouble,” she sighed.

“What? Why?”

“Because Lina is out in California, and she’s been trying to get ahold of him. Of course, he’s not answering, but it sounds urgent.”

“Do you know what for?”

“She wouldn’t say, but I figured you could be my messenger.” I could hear her smile over the phone. “By the way, what are you wearing?” She hummed with the coax of her sultriness.

“Excuse me?” I laughed again.

“Humor me…”

“A cami,” I answered, cutting the conversation short.

“Is that all?”

“No.”

“So a pair of shorts too?”

“Not quite…”

“Oh, this is perfect. Are you in your panties, babe?”

“Oh my god,” I squeaked, feeling completely exposed.

“I hope they’re black, lacy little things. I bet Alejandro will like those.”

“I’m not going to find out.” I chewed on the corner of my thumb, staring at myself in the mirror. Ivanna had a way of making even the simplest question feel laced in sexual indecency. It was kind of fun, actually.

“Well, I need you to go find him. He needs to call Lina back. And if he’s in trouble, then what better way to receive bad news, than from a half-naked Gemma Harrison.”

“Please. I’m not half-naked.” I grinned, sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting a book that sat on the nightstand.Define a Daffodil:A Lexicon of Flowers and their Meanings.How cunning but sweet, the worn spine of the encyclopedia looked well read. Did he read this just for me? It was tempting to go find him, just to ask about the book. “I’d feel a little self-conscious going up there with how I’m dressed,” I answered.

“Don’t… trust me, I can imagine how you look. I’m a fan after all.”

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