Next day
*Nina*
Shaun’s reaction is as if I just told her I won the lottery. “Elijah Grant gave you three orgasms?”
“Almost four…” I correct her with a playful grin.
“Almost four orgasms in a romantic Mexican bungalow? s**t, you Damn lucky girl… you should be paying him ten million dollars.” She takes a sip of her coffee, her eyes wide with disbelief.
I stroll over to the kitchen counter, leaning against it. “Right, can we just forget about the s*x for a moment, please?”
“I can’t. I mean, number one, I can’t, and two… that’s what this is about, s*x. Elijah is a stupidly hot guy with a private jet and some… special skills.” Shaun sets down her coffee cup, her expression serious. “We’re not talking about long-term potential here… you are not doing this playing his wife.”
“So you thin
