The last time that she had slept with Derek. She had managed to sneak out her embroidery piece from the penthouse. Emily had been working hard at it through the nights. Her hours of sleeplessness from Monday to Wednesday, helping her push the project along.
Come Thursday morning, Emily had completely finished with the heart and her whole soul was singing. Excitement thrumming through her veins as she tried to think of what Derek's reaction would be.
She wondered if the missing piece that Derek had would be a clue to yet another game.
That sounded exciting, but Emily had a feeling that it would not be that. It just seemed too predictable for it to be something that Derek would choose.
But what could it be?
That was the question that plagued Emily throughout the day. She attended meetings, sent emails, made sure that Derek's needs were taken care of, and through it all, her mind would not let the topic rest.
