Before you

30.

Before I even realized what was happening, I felt a arm around my waist.

I quickly looked next to me even though I obviously already knew who it was.

It could only be Lando.

But I also wanted him to stay away. To stay a little longer in the shower. Until I got rid of Francesca.

"So baby, this is Francesca, the one I told you about" Lando said as he tilted his head to me with a smile. "And Francesca, this is Riley, but I'm sure you already saw her beautiful face on the pictures"

Okay, he was kinda doing good.

"Yes Lando, I saw the pictures-"

"Weird, because if you saw them, what the fuck are you doing here?" He looked at her, and so did I.

He was doing so good.

"I just wanted to give you these" she said as she grabbed something out of her purse and put it in front of him.

It looked like papers and he was kinda hesitant about taking them.

But he did. He took them and shrugged. "That was everything?"

She nodded. "Yeah, but I'm sure we will see each other again and probably pretty soon"

"Don't get your hopes up" Lando mumbled before closing the door in her face and throwing the papers away on a side table. "Let's get to bed?"

"Don't you wanna see what's on them?" I asked.

"Not really" he shrugged. "Knowing Francesca, it will be lies, or documents that are fake"

"Are you sure? If you want you can loo-"

"I am absolutely sure that I want to cuddle you and maybe have some incredible good sex" he interrupted me, picked me up and looked up at me. "What do you say?"

As if I would ever say no to sex with him.

"I think that's a pretty good idea, Mr. Norris"

"I only have great ideas, Mrs. Reyes" he smirked, carried me to the bedroom and threw me on the bed.

Was he gonna think about Francesca again tonight? After seeing her. I wouldn't be surprised.

She was beautiful after all, but she also seemed tired.

But I bet we were looking tired as well. Not that we cared, we were having the best time together, so I didn't mind if I lost a few hours of sleep.

Not at all.

I was clearly overthinking this, I thought he would feel bad after seeing Francesca.

But it was quite the opposite.

He was kissing my body, my collarbone, my boobs, my tights. He didn't miss a single spot, but he wasn't rushing either.

He wanted to give me pleasure, wasn't thinking about himself, not one bit.

And I wasn't gonna complain about it. I would enjoy everything he wanted to give me.

Literally.

So maybe he was overthinking this as well, maybe he thought I would be annoyed or mad after seeing her.

I couldn't care less.

She wasn't that special, I actually was way more intimidated by Xanthi.

But the thing I was intimidated by the most, were those papers on his table.

I had to check what was in them, even though he told me he didn't want to know.

I had to know.

Because what if it wasn't a lie this time?