She was still sitting on her balcony pondering the mess of this entire situation when a knock on her front unit and Miklos voice rang out.
“Elektra? You home? It’s Draco.”
He still wanted to play this game. Even after last night? She was surprised. She rose from her seat pulling her robe tighter around her and made her way to the door, dropping the documents and her phone on the counter. She opened it and found him wearing a pair of shorts, a Hawaiian shirt completely unbuttoned revealing his full torso and holding a paper cup out to her.
He looked her up and down, “it’s noon. You haven’t even showered yet?”
“No,” she took the cup and sniffed it. Coffee. If she hadn’t already slept with him, she might have for this gift.
“I managed to get a two-person sea-kayak. I thought maybe you
