Harry slid me a questioning look, clearly wondering how I was going to react to such a blatant statement.
I stood up, as well, and laughed so loudly I woke up Valentino from where he was snoozing in a patch of sun on the carpet. “You ...” I was so amused at the thought of the look on Dmitri’s face when she asked him to do something sexy, like prance around wearing nothing, that tears leaked out of the corners of my eyes. Mindful of how rude I was being, I made an effort and got a grip on myself, wiping my weeping eyes when I straightened up and faced Audrey. “You can sure try,” I finally managed to get out, but not without my lips twitching a few times.
She snarled something quite rude in French, then excused herself, telling Patricia that she’d wait for her downstairs.
“I’m so sorry,”
