Personal Matters

Avery

My cheeks burned. I took a sip of champagne to avoid responding.

"Let me give you some advice." She leaned forward, her diamond bracelet catching the light. "Declan likes his women sexy. Short skirts, high heels, the works. Though..." Her eyes raked over me. "Even in designer clothes, you're not really his type. He prefers women with a certain presence."

I stared at my half-empty glass, wish