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“You’re poised.”

I expect her to elaborate, but she doesn’t. She just stares at me with a goofy smile on her face.

“I’m poised for what?” I ask.

She has this smug look on her face now.

God help me because something tells me what’s about to fly out of her mouth is going to floor me.

“Reverse harem is the new ménage. Why have two guys when you can have four—two execs and two musicians. Bravo, girlfriend. Bravo!”

I nearly choke.

“Rhys is still in the running, right?”

I glare at her like she just grew two extra heads.

She shrugs. “Just sayin’.”

“What is wrong with you, Phoebe? The idea of me with two guys is preposterous. Four? I’ll swim across the Atlantic before that ever happens.”

“So, all that pent-up sexual energy that was practically jumping from the opening and closing galas photos is just between you and Beckett?”

“How do you come up with this crazy stuff?”

“It’s quite obvious from that photo of you looking up at him with goo goo eyes and him looking down at you with as much lust.”

I shake my head, amazed.

Phoebe leans forward and places her hand on top of mine. “Arianne, I’ve known you forever. You texted up a storm about mundane things related to your trip. You even made light of the comical situation surrounding the mistake in the reservation. You’ve already had some dirty fun with Beckett. I can just imagine two people in connecting rooms, a continent away… no one has to know…” She pauses. “And of course, there’s the telltale sign.”

“What telltale sign?”

“Your eyes are sparkling, Ari. Either you scored some amazing shopping deals in Germany, or you got laid. My money’s on the latter.”

My back hits the seat.

“Am I wrong?” she asks.

There’s no point in lying.

“You’re not.”

“Why did you keep it from me?” she asks. “Is he an asshole? So help me God if he is—”

“He’s not.” I shake my head. “On the contrary. Beckett is a gentleman, through and through.” I hesitate. “The trip was a lot to handle and…” I let out a long sigh. “I’ll start from the beginning.”

I spill my guts to my best friend.

“Holy hotness!” Phoebe fans herself. “Oof…” More fanning. “I thought Oscar sexed me up pretty good, but you two leave us in the dust.”

“Like I said, it was intense.”

“In capital letters!” Phoebe laughs at her own joke. “Since you two didn’t work today, I assume he spent the day rocking your world?”

I wish.

I shake my head. “It was a day filled with chores. Sex with the CEO wasn’t on the list.” I offer a small smile to hide my disappointment.

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