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Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2) novel Chapter 24

Dominic

I’m working late, trying to get through the last of today’s urgent decisions so I can start with fresh business in the morning, when my phone buzzes.

“Yes, Francine, I know I shouldn’t live at the office,” I mutter as I grab my phone and look down at the screen.

But to my surprise, it’s a text from Presley. And even more surprising, it reads: heeyyyy sexxxy, followed by a smattering of eggplant and fire emojis. What the hell?

I do a double-take to confirm that the sender really is her. Maybe someone took her phone as a prank? Then I remember that she got her promotion today, and text back:

I take it you’re having a night out to celebrate?

The response is immediate:

im so drink haha

I snort, my lips twitching. I’ve seen her tipsy before, but drunk is new. Getting to glimpse this new, uninhibited side of a woman who’s normally always so disciplined is . . . charming.

I can tell. I’m glad you’re having a good time—you’ve earned it.

thank you soooo much I love you

My heart skips a beat. She doesn’t really mean that. It’s just the kind of thing people say when they’re drunk.

come celebrate with me

You should enjoy partying without your boss hanging around.

but you’re why im here

I was losing my shit and this promotion saved my whole entire life

I really owe you

No you don’t. You got the job because you were the best worker. It was all you.

what if I wanna owe you? ;)

I’m not sure how to answer that, and in the thirty seconds I spend deliberating, she adds something that makes me forget whatever I’d been planning to say.

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