Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2)

Chapter 24 Dominic

Dominic

I’m working late, trying to get through the last of today’s urgent decisions so I can start with fresh business in the morning, when my phone buzzes.

“Yes, Francine, I know I shouldn’t live at the office,” I mutter as I grab my phone and look down at the screen.

But to my surprise, it’s a text from Presley. And even more surprising, it reads: heeyyyy sexxxy, followed by a smattering of eggplant and fire emojis. What the hell?

I do a double-take to confirm that the sender really is her. Maybe someone took her phone as a prank? Then I remember that she got her promotion today, and text back:

I take it you’re having a night out to celebrate?

The response is immediate:

im so drink haha

I snort, my lips twitching. I’ve seen her tipsy before, but drunk is new. Getting to glimpse this new, uninhibited side of a woman who’s normally always so disciplined is . . . charming.

I can tell. I’m glad you’re having a good time—you’ve earned it.

thank you soooo much I love you

that. It’s just the kind of thing people say when they’re

come celebrate with me

enjoy partying without your boss hanging

why

was losing my shit and this promotion saved

I really owe you

You got the job because you were the

if I wanna owe

thirty seconds I spend deliberating, she adds something that makes me forget whatever

let you do whatever you want with my

shit. What I’d like to say is “I’m on my way,” but

still want that when

She replies:

:( at least dance

. . so, why the hell not? It would give me the chance to check up on Presley and make sure she has a safe way to

Where

• • •

the valet at the address she texted me. It’s just around the corner from our office, and I can’t help but notice it’s the same bar

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