Chapter 212 I Know It's Diego

• I have to admit that Margo could have made this a business trip and had Diego all to herself. But she didn't. She's making it hard for me to stay bitter towards her. The sun streams in, through her diaphanous white dress, showing me the curve of her breasts and her long, taut torso. She's not wearing a bra and a dark pink nipple peeks through the sheer fabric. I look up to find those cat eyes on me, something reserved in that gaze. Does she know her dress is see"through?"
• "Please, make yourself comfortable. Do you need anything else from me?"
• "I think I'm good. This is."