“That won’t happen,” I whisper, curling my finger under his chin and lifting his eyes to mine. “Youare going to win every auction. In twelve hours, we’ll be back here together and nothing else willmatter.”
Luka pulls me into one last kiss, letting it linger until there are butterflies in my stomach and my handsare too shaky to dress myself.
He helps me slip into the panties Kari brought and then zips the dress for me. It is significantly shorterthan the dress from the day before, but rather than being skintight, it flares out around my thighs in aflouncy skirt. The top is still just as low cut, though, exposing more cleavage than I’m usuallycomfortable with.
Luka’s nostrils flare when he looks at me. “I hate that you look so sexy in that. Everything abou
