"The makeup artist is my friend," Kelsey said, her face flushing red. "Uh... could you turn around for a second while I put my clothes back on?"
Instead of turning away, Nikolas leisurely approached her, a smirk playing on his lips. "I thought you were here to deliver more wine."
Kelsey bit her lip. "I'm not delivering anything, sorry. I had no idea you'd be here."
Her face grew even hotter, and she stammered, "I think... this really isn't the best time to discuss this. Can I please just put my clothes back on?"
Ignoring her plea, Nikolas grinned. "So, if you're not delivering wine, are you here to settle the final payment?"
Kelsey's face turned an even deeper shade of red. She looked up at him, her brow furrowing as she bit her lip again, staying silent.
Footsteps echoed from the ha
