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So he sent me flowers, but there's been no call from him? And what's he up to, huh?

Yvette signaled to her team and Trisha that she needed to make a call first as she went to the balcony and closed it. She rested her forearms on the railings as she looked at the tall buildings.

She clicked the number without hesitation and put it against her ear. Without two rings, Clyde immediately answered it, as if he'd been staring into the screen of his phone, waiting for her call as well.

"Hello," Clyde’s deep tone resonated in her ear.

Yvette cleared her throat and glanced at the transparent glass door of the balcony as she looked at the delivered flowers that almost occupied the corners of the hotel.

"I received the flowers. What’s your plan? To make my room a flower shop, huh?"

She heard Clyde’s soft chuckle. And damn, her body reacted to it, as if it were a vibrator that made her tingle.

"Congratulations. I actually went earlier," he whispered.

"Hmm. Really? I haven’t seen you there," Yvette