SOLANA stood up. She snatched her clothes from the floor.
She looked over her mate who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. Villel’s hair was all over the pillow. Her right leg was uncovered by the blanket.
The tall woman put her clothes on. She went to the window and peeked outside.
The surrounding was quiet except for the sound from the night insects.
Solana closed her eyes. She made use of her heightened hearing to reach as far as possible. A couple of minutes later, her eyes shot open.
She grabbed the mobile phone on the nightstand. She pressed the speed dial for Julio.
“Hercegné,” the Mulatto man answered on the first ring.
“Be ready.”
She approached the sleeping woman on the bed. She caressed her bareback since the petite woman was sleeping on her front.
“Babe.”
Solan
