Night of the Fox

Zane blinked in disbelief.

He thought, Why?

Did she dismiss me because of the sheer fabric?

Isn't that working in her favor?

"Ms. Vance…" he said.

"Next," Marcella interrupted without a hint of mercy.

He reluctantly pulled his robe back on, frustration written all over his face.

He realized he might not understand her at all for the first time.

He thought, A perfect opportunity to spend the night