Camila Almada-Garcia's POV
I was looking at my wardrobe as I don't know what I should wear for tonight. Should I be subtle? Should I be bold? Should I consider formal? I don't even know what I wanted to wear.
"Mi Corazon, what are you doing on the floor?" Nicolas asked me as I was looking at him. He arched his eyebrows when I was turning to regard him as he entered our bedroom.
Our week of the hot, horny sexcapade has ended as I know that Nicolas was dying to meet his new business partner, aka my best friend's husband, Timothy Rodriguez that we met in a dancing class.
"I have nothing to wear tonight. So, I don't know if I should be going after all. Can't you just go by yourself?" I asked him before Nicolas was sitting next to me before he smirked at me.
