"Oh my God, you're going to be working with Prince Ian Carrington?" I ask Natalie, my eyes widening. The guy is a celebrity just for being a celebrity.
"He's so fucking hot," Alicia chimes in and the three of us nod sagely. I mean, I have my Apollo, don't get me wrong. He's the love of my life. And I wouldn't trade him for anything.
But Ian Carrington is just a different sort of guy that makes you wonder. He's cocky, arrogant, and built like a war horse, and...
No, I'm totally happy with Apollo. Besides, I haven't told you about...
"I mean, I would totes have sex with him if I had never met Derek, you know?" Alicia says and I roll my eyes.
Ever since she met and fell in love with her billionaire client over at Carter Jeffries, she can't help but go around telling anyone and everyone how much the two of them are in love.
Barf.
I have a first hand experience with this because I remember sitting with Alicia as we had lunch and all she would do was talk about Derek this and Derek that.
Gimme a break. It's kinda like...me with Apollo.
Okay, fine. So Alicia is in love. But I have something better. I just need to get a word in to be able to tell...
"I guess, but I mean the guy just seems unstable from what I see of him on YouTube, ya know?" Natalie says, downing her drink.
Alicia and I see Natalie's empty glass and both instinctively finish our drinks as well. I guess it's going to be one of those nights. We're probably going to regret it in the morning, but whatevs, it's a Saturday. And the worst that will happen is we'll be hung over.
I know when I get hung over I usually get horny. So good thing I have Apollo to scratch that itch.
See? There I go again, talking about Apollo. Apollo this and Apollo that.
It's like I should probs just write a book about him and I and get it all outta my system, right?
One of those romance novellas that Natalie and I were talking about back at Agave when I first fucked Apollo. Yes, I remember all that, okay? I remember everything about the two of us.
"So what's been up with you, babe?" Natalie asks me as the waiter places a fresh round of drinks in front of us. "You've been so quiet."
Oh my God. Doesn't she realize that being quiet is what people do when they're in love and they don't want to talk about it 24/7? Or is that just me? Wanting to like keep my happiness inside afraid that if I say anything it'll burst.
But both Alicia and Natalie are looking at me, and I just can't keep the news to myself.
I smile at them, and decide now is as good a time to drop the news.
I reach into my purse and pull out the box I was saving it in and slip it onto my finger as I hold up my hand.
"Mrs. Apollo Kane!" I squeal, with a 24-karat $120,000 diamond encircled ring flashing on my fingers. "He proposed yesterday!"
Both Natalie and Alicia squeal and jump up to hug me.
The other people at the bar look at us. They're probably annoyed at the three of us.
But whatevs. I don't care. Not tonight.
Tonight, the world is my oyster. And Apollo and I are going to spend our whole lives sucking it down with a champagne chaser.
Just watch.
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Daphne
Ashley and Apollo. That’s pretty steamy the two of them together, ya know?