She swirls her glass of red, and watches it with fascination. “What do you mean?”
“He needs you.”
She lifts her gaze to mine skeptically. “I’m not half bad looking, Kayla, but that Nicole is way hotter than me. And younger. And French. If she can’t close the deal, I doubt I’d be able to.”
“No, he needs theboth of you,” I clarify with an impish grin.
Her eyes grow wide. “A threesome?”
I nod quietly.
She grins widely. “Well, I haven’t done that sort of thing since college, but when in Paris…”
I laugh. “Well, you wouldn’t have to actually go through with it—”
“So, how do we do this?”
“Well, you and Nicole approach him together, and flirt a little, hint at it, and one of you suggests going upstairs.”
She sits up straighter. “This is crazy.”
“It is,” I agree. “But crazy is what we need right now. Once you get into the action, you quietly step away as Nicole keeps going and you text me.”
She bounces off her seat. “I’m on it. I’ll go find Nicole.”
She’s long gone, but I remain glued to my seat. I really, really don’t want to do this. But I need to. I need to get out there sooner than later, and get my mom up to that bedroom. My pulse races at the thought of what’s about to go down.
I lean back in the oversized arm chair and study the walls of books around me. The room is dark, all mahogany and red wine draperies. I suddenly feel like smoking a cigar, not that I’ve ever smoked one. But it would seem the place for it. I twirl my empty wine glass — I need more. I’m not buzzed enough to deal with what I’m about to deal with. I decide to stay sequestered in here for a while. I have no desire to see Oscar and his perfect date make googly eyes at each other.
My phone pings, and my heart practically leaps out of my ribcage. Already? They couldn’t have possibly moved that fast.
I dig my phone out of my pretty beaded clutch — it’s Oscar.
Where are you?
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I smile. Where are you?
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Are we playing hide and seek?
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We should. It sounds fun.
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Are you still in the suite?
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Yes… my feet are up. I need a refill on my wine.
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Snap a photo of those sexy shoes for me, will ya?
