Dulce was panicking about the email. What the hell was she supposed to do about it at this particular time, just when she was about to leave for her date?

 Dulce was this close to canceling everything and heading home to sleep instead. How was she going to make everything seem as though it was okay and in place while she was with Becker?

 There was no way in hell was she going to cancel an effort Becker probably made to see her, and a sweet effort at that.

 Her phone beeped for the second time.

 —Daville hotel, table 12. Love you.

 Becker was the sweetest. Whether circumstances tried to...