“Get married,” Harry suggested.
Maria's expression turned unreadable.
“What does that look mean?” Harry demanded.
“He bought my time again,” Maria replied.
“To talk?” Harry guessed and noticed Ana's lips curve into a smirk.
Maria shook her head. “He made love to me. It was like nothing I've ever experienced. I gave him his money back.”
Harry smiled, though the thought of parting from her friends made her eyes sting. I shouldn't feel so conflicted about going home. “You're going to be all right.”
Maria pounced on Harry and nearly strangled her in a tight hug before running, weeping, for the hidden door.
Harry and Ana regarded each other, and Harry couldn't help but admire her friend's resilience. “Let him love you, will you?” she suggested.
“I'll consider it,” Ana replied. “Be well
