John dropped Seraphina off at her doorstep.
"Give me a ring if you need anything," John said, "Leandro may seem aloof, but we've known each other since we were kids. He'll listen."
At this, Seraphina couldn't help but chuckle, then responded slyly, "And if I can't reach your cell, should I call your room or your ex-wife's?"
John gave her a look, opened the door for her, nudged her inside and took off.
Seraphina gleefully entered the room, but after a few steps, she froze in her tracks.
Leandro was sitting by her window, watching her.
Seraphina hesitated, then walked towards the door, muttering, “Gotta teach your assistant a lesson. Can't he speak clearly and tell me which room you're in?”
She rambled towards the door, had it half-open, but then paused, closed it and turned back.
This time, she undressed as she walked towards Leandro, tossing her red dress aside when she reached him and plopped herself down on his lap.
"We're still doing this, right?" Seraphina sat up straight, smiling at him.
Leandro's expression grew even colder.
"Can't you ever speak properly?"
Seraphina pretended to think hard before responding, “Why should I? I’m just a tool for you to play with, aren't I?”
As she spoke, she reached for his shirt buttons.
But Leandro grabbed her hand, “You’re overacting. It’s not fun anymore.”
“Don’t you like it when I act like this?” Seraphina said, “You seem to enjoy it quite a bit.”
With that, her hand slid towards his waist.
This time, Leandro pulled her hand away, got up, and left the room without a backward glance.
Seraphina slumped onto the bed, listening to the sound of the closing door, then rolled onto her back, giggling to herself.
He got mad? That’s fantastic.
The next day, Seraphina slept until almost noon, waking up to a text from John inviting her to breakfast.
She texted him back and they arranged to meet for lunch.
When they met at the restaurant, John seemed less energetic than the previous day, frowning now and then.
“What’s up?” Seraphina was in high spirits, “How come you have time for lunch with me today? Where’s Ms. Reed?”
John glanced at her, “She left.”
Exactly the answer Seraphina expected, so she burst out laughing.
John looked at her, then asked, “Did you see Leandro last night?”
“Yes.” Seraphina answered truthfully.
John continued, “Did he ask you to leave with him?”
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