Warning Rated PG+18
Blanca beamed at him. She just couldn't hold it back, even as they entered the control room. "It's a good thing it's so early in the morning."
"Why?"
"So there aren't any witnesses to her sappy smirk. Team Blandi has a badass reputation to uphold."
His brows lifted in confusion. "Team Blandi?"
"You know, Blanca plus Dimitri. Blandi." She winked at him. "It has a nice ring to it, no?"
He said nothing.
She sighed. "No, you're right. It's lame. No need to humour me."
He reached over to squeeze her hand but dropped it when Selvo came down the stairs.
"Back from the control so soon? How did it go?" He stopped, her eyes panning up and down her body. "Whoa? What happened to your clothes, Blanca?"
"Uh, well…"
Selvo looked from her to Dimitri, and a knowing smile curved his lips. "Oh, I see. Well, I'm glad the missions were productive."
"Very funny," she replied.
