She was in what looked like the bachelor pad of dreams.
It came back in a rush. She was in the bachelor pad of dreams. She was in a billionaire’s penthouse.
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She was in a billionaire’s penthouse, on a bed that looked about as big as her apartment, or maybe just a bit bigger, and… There was a mirror on the ceiling, she remembered that.
She looked up.
Yep, it was still there. She was naked. So was Aldous, who was fast asleep.
So she had definitely slept with the billionaire she didn’t like. Not like she knew so many billionaires that she could categorize them into ones she liked and ones she didn’t.
She wanted to be somewhere else. She wanted to eat a pretzel, have some banana bread, and a fried egg. Then she wanted to have lots of lemonade – the fizzy kind. She wanted to be anywhere but there.