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CHAPTER8

Val

My mouth drops open.

I blink at the phone screen.

Did he… Is Dominic really in Vegas right now?

My heart starts to beat faster.

Dom is in Vegas.

Holy crap. Dom is in Vegas.

My palms start to sweat.

I’m going to see Dominic again. Tonight.

* * *

I takean Uber to the resort we’re all staying at and hurry through check-in so I can freshen up in my room.

I wasn’t packing for a weekend with Dom. I was packing for a weekend with some of the women I work with. So I’m forced to pick the sexier of the two outfits I brought and hope it’s good enough for whatever we end up doing.

I smooth my hands down the black silk tank top I have tucked into my high-waisted, wide-legged black pants that are long enough to cover my three-inch wedges.

The elevator doors open in front of me, and I get in, selecting the main floor.

Our group agreed to meet in the lobby in—I check my phone—one minute. Then we were going to walk across the street for dinner.

Except I’m about to tell them that I’m bailing.

Because Dominic is picking me up in sixteen minutes so that I can have dinner with him.

The elevator stops, and I step out, spotting my group immediately.

“Hey, Val!” one of the ladies calls out to me.

We all work in different cities, so we normally only see each other on web calls, but everyone still greets me with a hug.

It makes me feel bad about ditching because they’re all so nice. But I don’t feel so bad that I’ll skip this opportunity to see Dominic.

I tell Bri, the newly engaged woman from our Chicago branch, congratulations on her upcoming wedding. Then I decide to dive right in before anyone can start a conversation.

“Okay, so, please don’t hate me, but I just found out this guy I’ve been, um, talking to is in Vegas right now. And I’m going to go have dinner with him.” I start talking faster as I go, feeling guilty and nervous. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t know he was gonna be here until I was practically on the plane. And I really want to see him. And he’s so damn good looking.”

The girl from Dallas holds up her hands to stop me. “Val, trust me, we get it. Good dick is hard to come by.”

My cheeks flame.

“You have met him, though, right?” Bri asks. “This isn’t like an online thing, and hejust so happensto be in Vegas.”

I press my hands against my cheeks to cool them down. “I promise we’ve met before.”

The first girl snickers. “Yeah, you have.”

I flip my hands over, hoping the backs of my hands will be cooler. “I can try to find you guys later.” I give the half-hearted offer.

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