"I knew you would come." Saira smiled, her voice carrying a little slur as she looked at the man who had just opened the door to her room. She was draped across the plush velvet armchair like it was a throne, her legs crossed just so, the slit of her silk robe falling open just enough to make it unclear whether she was wearing anything underneath. A half-empty wine glass dangled between her fingers, as she picked up the phone with her other hand," I was about to order lunch. What would you like to eat?"
She watched as Adam's eyes flickered over her before they impersonally returned to her face and he threw the envelope at her feet," What is this?"
