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“Andreas. Sofia Andreas.”
“Ah, Miss Andreas. Of course. Of course.”
“I’d also like to book two sea taxis to the mainland for tomorrow evening. One at eight thirty for myself. The other at nine for Nate.” I want our little excursion to be a surprise for Nate. At least part of it.
“Certainly.”
“And have a return taxi on standby from midnight, please.”
“And charge to your room?”
“Yes.”
“Anything else.”
“No, thank you.” I hang up feeling good about my little plan.
This is what we need—a way to ease the tension without falling into bed together. At least not right away. Now I just need to get ready for tomorrow.
