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I grabbed her by the arm and swung her around.
“You can’t come in,” I said. “Not right now.”
“Are you sure?” she said, opening her coat and revealing some very revealing lingerie.
She grinned at me. She saw the seriousness of my expression and shut her coat again.
“What’s up?” she said.
Our relationship had always been one of mutual understanding. Fun, without the stress attached to anything more serious. It must have been a shock to see me turn her down. I’d never done it before.
And then, of course, Vicky hit a high note in whatever song she was singing. It was a bum note but she carried on quite happily.
The expression on Ettana’s face was anything but happy.
Her eyes narrowed and she folded her arms.
“I see,” she said.
I ushered for her to join me outside. She hesitated a moment before stepping through the door. I followed immediately after and locked the door.
“Who is she?” Ettana said.
“A business associate,” I said.
Ettana bristled.
“Is that what we are to you? ‘Business associates’?”
“No. She really is. Look, come on.”
I nodded toward the elevator.
When she didn’t move, I set off by myself. She soon joined me.
“You’re supposed to let me know when you have other girls over,” she said.
She’s not just another girl, I wanted to say, but the words wouldn’t pass my lips. Ettana was already hurt enough.
“Like I said, she’s a business associate,” I said. “And I never mix business with pleasure. You know that.”
Ettana looked me over.
“You’ve never had business before,” she said.
“Unfortunately, things had to change,” I said.
She folded her arms under her large breasts. She’d always been good at being provocative.
“This has something to do with your mom turning up the other day, doesn’t it?” she said. “You changed after that. You never answered my messages or calls. You didn’t accept my invitation to any of the parties. Or any of my sexy late-night images and videos.”
I had noticed them but how could I say it politely? They no longer did anything for me. My mind and senses were completely taken up with Vicky.
I wasn’t interested in anyone else.
I smiled at the memory of her. Ettana, taking it as a sign I enjoyed the images and videos she sent me, issued her own gorgeous smile. She pressed against me and backed me into the corner, her lips less than an inch from mine.
“You look stressed,” she said. “Let me help you with that. Your shuttle is right here.”
