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This makes me smiling a little.“What does that entail?”

“Maybe you can tell me some parts of your day. I’ve heard it all, so it’s not like you can scare me off. I just think it would be nice to have some rapport.”

“Expand,” I tell her.

“I don’t know, Nico. You’re a smart man. How about, ‘Hey, Emelia, how was your day? Oh me? Great, yeah. I shot a guy!’”

This has me laughing out loud.

“Well, who knew? It laughs!” She chuckles along with me. “I’m serious though, you don’t have to tell me who all the Tom, Dick, and Harrys are, but you could at least just tell me how your day was. I don’t plan to make too many friends with the other women. So, it’s just you and me and that ridiculously large penthouse in Seattle. Give me something.”

Our laughter settles, and I agree to give her that one. “Fine. I can let you know how my overall day went. Anything else?”

“Yes, can we get to know something about one another every once in a while?”

“What? Like favorite colors or trivial things like that?”

“Yes, exactly, and what is that color?”

Oh, she was serious. I was thinking this was one of those moments Emelia was teasing.

“I would say blue.”

“Huh, I would have thought you would say something like gray. Moody and lifeless.”

“Funny,” I retort. “Yours?”

“Easy, yellow.”

I cough through my laugh. “You? Yellow?”

“What? It’s a great color. It's bright and happy and reminds me of sunshine.”

“Emelia.” She’s fucking with me right now.

“What? I’m serious.”

I wave my hand at her, not buying it for a second.

“Nico, I’m serious. It's my favorite. If I could, I would paint every wall in your penthouse yellow.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Why is it so hard to believe I like that color?”

My brows lift. “Really?”

“Yes, Nico, really.”

“I don’t peg you for rainbows and butterflies and all things happy. You are often cold.” I can tell that hurt her.

Her brows furrow a bit before she mumbles, “It’s one thing that could possibly bring me light in my darkness there.”

I almost—just almost—say something.

But that’s enough for now.

“My turn?”

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