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She… really was. But I was still having a hard time wrapping my head around what she wanted. Because that look in her eyes said it was me she wanted, and I was supposed to make her want to buy a property—a big, expensive one—but I didn’t want to stop this.
Especially when she walked back into the bedroom and I got to admire her stark naked, hips swaying as she walked towards me and handed over my bag.
“Dropped in a rush by the door,” she said. I busied myself with looking in the bag, fumbling through my clutter for my phone.
“Hm… I wonder why.”
“It’s a mystery.” She settled back into bed with me. “I have a request.”
“Oh, do you? Well, whatever helps me close the client…”
She flashed a smile at me. “I have… some work that regrettably needs to be done today. I have two meetings at noon with buyers and then two hours of one-on-one work with some partners. And I assume you need to make it home at some point to attend to His Royal Highness.”
“Oh—obviously,” I laughed. “He’s as fussy about missing a mealtime as you’d imagine.”
“But before then… let’s go get breakfast.”
I paused. “Breakfast?”
She quirked a smile at me, but there was a flash of vulnerability in her expression. “Never heard of it? It’s the meal you skip while you’re overworking and getting to work straightaway.”
“Er—on the contrary, if I miss breakfast, I cry as much as Earl does. Just… you mean, going out for it?”
“Mm. Like I said—I’ve been enjoying it this past year. My treat, of course.”
I needed to draw the damn line already. I was in too deep, but this was a chance—one of the vanishingly few chances—to redraw those lines and move back in the right direction.
But nothing could make me want to be a good girl.
I looked down at our naked bodies. “Like this?”
“No. But I want you in lingerie under your clothes. So I can think about it while we eat.”
God, she knew how to undo me. But I wasn’t going to go along too easily. “Do you just get off to your own lingerie? Work must be exciting with you there, surrounded by your designs…”
She elbowed me. “I get off to you in them. You look incredible in them. And I’ll thank you not to be a little brat about it.”
“Oh, would you? Because I’m pretty sure you’re into it.”
She elbowed me again, laughing. “Text your damn boss. If you keep giving me sass, I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Not much of a threat,” I said, but I picked up my phone, feeling myself blush as I texted María. Hard to believe I was actually doing it—telling her to put aside her plans for us just because I wanted her to. I called it field work, which I knew would work because I went out on field work all the time, but this was the first time it was just an excuse.
And it was kind of electrifying.
“Er—” I caught myself a second after sending the text. “I didn’t exactly bring a lot of clothes.”
“Mm. Shame. Wear mine.”
“And… my lingerie is a bit dirty.”
She took my phone out of my hands and set it down on the table, and she laid me down onto my back, climbing on top of me. My whole area was still aching from last night’s marathon session, but I lit up anyway at Cameron on top of me like this. Pushing my buttons, and I couldn’t even mind.
“That’s the other thing I want,” she said. “I want to see you in everything. Model for me.”
My face burned, my breath feeling short. “I’m sure you have plenty of models already.”
“None of them that have me completely undone like you do.” She met my gaze headlong with an intense look, the blue-green of her eyes an ocean I found myself lost in. “Do you know what it does to surround yourself with sexuality, London?”
