“If you’re not curious about the time we spent together last night, why did you come?”
Now Zara couldn’t avoid looking at the European or absorbing the satisfaction reeking from her. It was pungent beneath the expensive perfume she seemed to have bathed in. “I came because you told me the world depended on it. If your preferred topic of conversation is Raven’s c**k, I think the sun will rise tomorrow whether we discuss it or not. I’m going with not.”
Preparing to stand and leave, Zara began to think about her next meeting. Cuckoo spoke before she was all the way up. “Game Time,” Cuckoo said, and the temperature dropped in the room by twenty degrees.
Sinking back into the seat, she watched Cuckoo push back and unfortunately, she had everything to be smug about now. “What?” Zara asked, an
