Chapter Eleven
Annabella couldn’t help but smile as she dried her hair in Ivan’s bathroom. He had some business to attend to after he showered and she was to get dressed, in clothes that once again, Roman picked out for her. Her cheeks warmed and that feeling in her gut activated. The men all knew what she and Ivan did last night. They were adults. s*x was a normal occurrence. Well, maybe not in the way Ivan approached it, or how he tossed her over his shoulder yelling out an “ooh rah!” along with his Marine friends and security. She laughed and felt as red as a cherry. That was quite the scene.
What were the employees going to say when she returned to work tonight? What about her friends? She never went home. She should text them. They were going to go crazy over this, she just knew it.
