“What should I do, Mel?” Dasha was in the garden the following morning.
In general, dinner the previous night proved to be successful and eventful with the revelations and news they heard. Desmond was quiet after all his friends with their bodyguards left the house around past midnight.
They did not make love that night. There seemed to be a wall that Desmond built around him so suddenly, and she could not penetrate it. She did not know why he was out of reach all of a sudden. They were doing just fine until last night. Well, she thought they were. But it turned out she was clearly mistaken. It was like they were back in square one.
Or zero, her mind corrected bitterly.
Now, she told her friend about what happened. She did not keep anything from her anymore—except for the intimate deta
