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Helena hesitantly accepted the parcel. “Someone like me, huh?”

“Suppose that sounds salty, but I mean it.” Emma touched up her earrings and her pearl necklace as she looked into the mirror hanging on the wall. “These Benoists have a taste for younger women.” Emma brushed against Helena as she rejoined the party. “So do I, by the way.”

Helena was left standing in the guest room doorway attempting to make sense of what Emma said.

“Hey!” Delia leaped in surprise when Helena snatched her by the hand and dragged her toward the potpourri-scented bathroom near the guest room. “What’s up? Something happen?”

Helena latched the door behind them and turned on the fan which quickly churned into life. “I think your stepmother just came on to me.”

“Huh?”

Helena sucked in a breath deep enough to power her through this explanation. “Just now. She was very flirty. Said that you Benoists like younger women.” She reenacted the shoulder touch, careful to avoid smacking her shin into the toilet. “And so does she.”

“No way.”

“Yes. I swear it on my life.”

Delia clasped her hand over her mouth. “Oh, my God.”

“Imagine my surprise.”

“Was she hot when she did it?”

“Oh, yeah. If we weren’t attached, I’d be following that plucked hen into a closet right now. You know how much I like a stranger in the closet.”

“Noooo way.”

“Yes, waaay.”

Delia couldn’t stop giggling. “Do you think she’s cheating on my dad with some other woman right now?”

“I hope she is. I like that kind of juicy gossip.”

“Hey, don’t be the one she cheats with, okay? I don’t need that drama. Oh, and you’d be cheating on me, so that would suck…”

“I am not going to sleep with your stepmother. Do you think I’m stupid?” Helena pressed Delia against the sink. “But if you had the hots for her.”

“I think I threw up in my mouth.”

“Maybe we could have ourselves a roleplay soon.” Helena snickered. “I could add that to my bucket list. Roleplay that my girlfriend is my stepmother. Oooh, that would be fun. Let’s rent out a villa and do that!”

“That’s diabolical.”

“That’s turning me on, baby. I didn’t get to do a lot of crazy stuff at college, ironically.”

Delia pulled Helena close, hand clasped on her ass. “Only because I’m the one holding your leash.”

“You take care of me quite well, though, don’t you?”

They shared one kiss in the bathroom. The rest would have to wait until later.

The curtains were left open in their high-rise hotel room. Helena had already changed into her sleep shirt when Delia initiated lovemaking, and the shirt never once came off. Clothes like that didn’t have to.

Unlike Delia’s, which were all on the floor.

“What if I told you that I have a present for you?” Delia’s elbow was shoved into her pillow as she propped herself over Helena, who casually kicked back the covers and dithered between closing her sleepy eyes and giving her girlfriend her undivided attention. “Something that I can’t wait until tomorrow to tell you about?”

Helena stretched her arms above her head, thighs cocked open and almost too inviting for someone as lusty as Delia was tonight. I’ve done enough with that. I should focus on what’s above the shoulders. Then again, that was a sizable hickey on Helena’s throat that would require a helping of makeup when they went out. Maybe Delia had done enough already.