Bianca Harrison's POV
I felt nervous. A ridiculous tremor, uncharacteristic of me, had settled at the base of my spine. All since Gustave whispered in my ear. Good heavens!
His voice was like the touch of velvet on bare skin, a forbidden caress that left a trail of electricity in its wake.
Zara and her awkward questions.
What could there possibly be between Gustave and me?
Nothing. There was nothing, not in the present, much less in the future.
I clung to that truth like a lifeline. But when Mayte made her proposal, I admit my first reaction was to run. Zara, with her knowing shove, pinned me to the ground.
"After all, it would be a great work experience..." I kept telling myself.
But then I saw him. Gustave was close, and the idea of staying another month, sharing the sa
