RICH RUSSELL
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I hadn’t expected her to say yes to going to Milan with me.
Yes, I wanted to help her get inspired, and the fashion week was less than two weeks away, but I would be lying if dirty thoughts about all the things I could do to her in Milan didn’t cross my mind, and I laid that offer on the table.
I mean, way to secure a second date with a drop-dead gorgeous woman like Maliyah Martins.
“Can I get a bottle of alcohol, please?”
I didn’t even hesitate to call one of the servers on board to get her alcoholic wine, and Ginger didn’t blink as she emptied the first two glasses. She filled her glass for the third time and took a sip from it before dropping it and looking back at me.
I didn’t realize how much heat was radiating off me until I felt her gaze on me again. I knew
