There was a miniature scuffle as someone grabbed my other leg—the one that had gone into hiding—and began mummy-taping it over with hot wax. I braced against the arm-rests of my chair, preparing for the worst. And just as the strip pulled away from my leg, a high-pitched yelp burst through my lips.

The price of beauty...

Thirty minutes passed when I received another text from Nick.

Get the door...

Knock. Knock.

I looked up with sudden curiosity just as Stacy answered the door. The doorman handed her a medium-sized box and she thanked him.

She glanced over at me. “Hey! You got a present! Truffles.”

“I did?”

“Aw, it came with a card and everything.” She flipped it open, oblivious to the laws of privacy, and started read

ing the message meant for me. “Wow—this is some pretty adorable stuff. It’s even written in Nick’s own hand.”

I twisted free of the women holding me, and held out my hand.

“Please give me that!”

She did so. Only after removing a chocolate for herself.

The card was on simple stationary stock. But yes, it looked like it had been written by Nick himself. I marveled at this silently—baffled by the perfectly timed delivery with his texts.

‘Truffles for the woman who never fails to take my breath away.

Hoping they’ll butter you up for a little surprise I have for this evening.

Also hoping you’ll wear a certain dress...’

- Nick

“What dress is he talking about?” Stacy asked, her mouth full of chocolate.

I opened up the box and peeked inside, completely unsurprised at this point, to see that it was a compilation of all my favorites. The corners of my lips curled up into a secret smile as I reached down to extract a piece of caramel—popping it into my mouth.

“I don’t know,” I answered evasively.

She nodded and returned to her coffee, while I chewed on the caramel with a secret grin.

Truth be told, I happened to know exactly what dress Nick was talking about. It happened to be sitting in a Dior bag underneath my bed. The same bag I hadn’t touched since the day the two of us went shopping.

Before I discovered Ella and ruined the whole thing.

Before he dumped Ella and replaced her with me.

“So when exactly did this whole thing with you and Nick happen?” Stacy asked, waving the others away, as she looped my dark hair around a curling iron. “I’m assuming it’s some last-ditch publicity effort to replace that model from Oklahoma.”

The smile faded from my face as I nodded quickly.

“Yeah it’s...it’s just a convenience, you know?” I closed the lid of the truffles quickly and settled back in my chair. “He still needs a steady ‘relationship’ for the next three months.”

Stacy chuckled under her breath, snapping her fingers for a sparkling water.

“Talk about dedication to your job. I hope you’re getting paid overtime for this.”

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