But Eve didn’t move. She simply turned her head, caught the stranger’s eye, and offered a small, vulnerable smile—the kind that hinted at a secret. Then she looked away, down at her drink, as if embarrassed to have been caught looking.
“What’s that?”
“And if I win?” Eve had asked, her own smile a secret weapon. Vixen - Eve Sweet and Agatha Vega - Wagered Aff...
Finally, the stranger rose. She walked directly to Eve, placed a napkin with a number on the table, and whispered, “If you’re ever tired of your friend’s company… call me.” But Eve didn’t move
As the door clicked shut, Agatha stared. Her jaw was tight, but her eyes were molten. caught the stranger’s eye
Eve’s mask of playful mystery cracked, revealing a raw, genuine heat underneath. “Was I that obvious?”