AUTHOR’S POV

Jamie stepped inside, swaying lightly in his fitted trousers, eyes scanning the room as he continuously flipped his imaginary 32-inch bone straight.

His gaze found Tessa immediately.

“Oh, darling, there you are,” he said, lips pursed. “Don Pedro is here.”

Tessa flickered, a bit startled. She didn’t expect him to be here so fast.

“He’s what?”

Jaime nodded, leaning against the wall with flair. “He’s in his office. He wants to see you. Now. And he doesn’t look happy.”

Camila’s eyes widened.

“Tessa what did you do?” she whispered.

Tessa felt her heart thud.

She stood slowly, straightening her blouse. “I’ll be back.”

As she walked past Jaime,...