“Go,” she said softly, her voice brimming with affection. “Go tell your man how much you love him.”
Maya gave a shy, almost teary smile.
But Harper wasn’t done.
She grinned suddenly, wicked twinkle returning to her eyes. “Oh—and if it gets steamy…” she wiggled her brows and leaned in like she was about to reveal a state secret, “just listen to your body, babe.”
Then she winked.
Maya groaned, half-laughing as she turned toward the door. “You’re impossible.”
Harper’s voice followed her with a dramatic flourish. “And yet—you love me!”
Maya stepped out, the soft soles of her shoes brushing gently against the polished floor as she walked the short distance to Damien’s suite. The hallway was quiet, shadows stretching long beneath the warm sconces. James stood just outside the door, straig
