Emma stared at Lucien as he left. Was he serious? “Wait."
“What?"
“I need a credit card."
“Charge it to the room, but don't be lavish."
He closed the door behind him and Emma gaped at it. He was leaving her, not letting her participate in the night's activities. Again. Her empty stomach emboldened her. She yanked open the door. “Lucien."
He stopped in the hallway. “What?"
“You're seriously going to leave me here to fend for myself?" she asked
He waved a hand. “You'll figure it out Emma. Pick up the phone in the room and call room service. It isn't rocket science."
He strode away from me. Before I closed the door, I caught a glimpse of Dex. He wore a gray pin-striped suit that set off his blue eyes. His blond hair was slicked back, neater than when she'd seen him in the kitchen. T
