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“Fuck, Little Minx, this is amazing,” I said, stopping to admiring the dresses.

“Oh yeah, these two are for the wedding and this one is for some Christmas party happening next weekend,” she said, her cheeks getting red.

“Damn, you’re amazing,” I said, walking up the wedding dress.

“Wedding dresses are the bane of my existence. I am nervous I’m going to ruin someone's big day,” she said.

“With these dresses, I don't see how you could ruin anyone's day,” I said, glancing at her.

She shrugged her shoulders looking more red. “It just freaks me out, but she loved it, and we did our last fitting this morning.”

“Of course she loved it, if she didn’t, she had no taste,” I said walking back to her.

“Thanks, you don’t have to butter me up,” she chuckled, grabbing my hand. “I’m gonna make you something regardless.”

She walked me back to another room that had a pedestal that she had me stand on while she took measurements of every part of me. Camila thought she was being sneaky when she tookmeasurements right next to my pussy. Her little smirk told me she knew exactly what she was doing. We drank her delicious Mexican hot chocolate as she wrote everything down and I saw her draw up a few sketches. It really made my heart twinge that I was missing out on this amazing woman.

After she took my measurements, she had lunch ready for us. It was some turkey sandwiches, fries and a half bottle of champagne.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to get me drunk,” I said, eating my fries.

“What I want from you, I can get sober.” she smirked, while taking a drink of champagne.

“Don’t test me, Camila,” I clipped. “I can still spank you.”

Her eyes grew darker as she bit her lip.

“Hey, Hermosa, are you almost done?”

My breath caught when I heard his voice. Looking up, he had stopped in the doorway as we caught each other's eyes. My eyes immediately watered while I was hit with so many emotions.

“Luke,” I whispered, clenching my jaw to keep my emotions at bay.

“Mistress,” he said, looking sad.

I wasn’t ready for this, and we looked over at Camila, and I knew the brat had orchestrated this whole meeting. She parent trapped us or should I say sex trapped us.

“Hermosa,” Luke chastised her, but I saw nothing but triumph in her eyes when she shrugged her shoulders.

I took it as a good sign that he hadn’t walked out, and this was a chance I wasn’t going to let pass me by because being without them had been harder than I expected. Camila and Luke were not leaving here without agreeing to be mine.

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Camila

I’d like to say that I didn’t intend for Luke to come to my work, but I was hoping he would and see Genevieve here with me. Since we had said no to Genevieve, it had been awkward. Nothing was bad between us, but I felt like I didn’t have the entire picture. Luke was holding something back and I wanted to find out what it was. I knew he missed her just like I did. Sometimes he would look out into the distance like he was remembering our time together.

Now that we were all staring awkwardly at each other, I kind of felt bad. But if we all met face-to-face, we couldn’t hide behind a screen, and we could really talk about it.

“Hermosa.” Luke looked at me like he couldn’t believe I had done this.

“Cariño,” I said, wondering how this was going to go.

“I thought you had a client today,” he said, looking over at Genevieve.

“I do, I took her measurements and now we are having lunch,” I said as sweetly as I could muster.

“I feel like we got parent trapped,” Genevieve chuckled.

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