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“Steak?”

“And a loaded potato.”

“Yes!” I settle back against him. “I knew there was a reason I loved you.”

His laugh vibrates through his chest as we head upstairs.

“Only one?”

“At the moment, it’s mostly the potato.”

He carries me into the bathroom, his laugh echoing off the walls.

Chapter 62

Elena

The confirmation page has been open for nearly five minutes.

I sit in the middle of the bed with my legs folded in front of me and the laptop balanced across my thighs, staring at the blue button near the bottom of the screen.

SUBMIT DEFERRAL REQUEST

Apparently postponing an entire semester requires three forms, two explanations, and an uncomfortable amount of courage for something I’m supposedly certain I want.

I am certain.

Mostly.

My email is open in another tab. Evelyn St. Clair’s name sits at the top of the latest message, followed by instructions, deadlines, and confirmation that several designs from her winter collection are being sent to me tomorrow.

To me.

Evelyn St. Clair is sending designs to me because she wants my opinion.

Possibly companion pieces.

Possibly an entire collaboration.

Definitely something more important than sitting in a classroom pretending I can concentrate on supply chain management while dresses from Evelyn fucking St. Clair wait in my office.

I move the cursor over the button.

The bedroom door opens.

Luciano walks in carrying a dark leather bag I’ve never seen before.

My attention drops to it immediately, but before I can ask, his gaze settles on the laptop.

“Working, princesa?”

“Yeah.” I look back at the screen. “Kind of.”

He comes farther into the room. “What does that mean?”

“I’m deferring the semester.”

Luciano stops beside the bed.