Isla's POVMy smile hadn't even faded yet when the door swung open.Scarlett was standing in the doorway, still wearing the suit.The suit looked good on her. Of course it did. Everything looked good on Scarlett Huntington, which was one of the more irritating things about her.She glanced down at herself and then at me."Happy?" she said."You look great," I said. "Come on, we should head over. Everyone's already waiting."She didn't move right away. She had that look she got sometimes, the one that meant she was running something through her head. Measuring. Deciding."Sure," she said finally.I smiled and looped my arm through hers before she could think too hard about it."Time to go," I said, keeping my voice light. "You know how it is, everyone's already there, we don't want to miss the start."She was a little stiff under my arm but she came with me. That was what mattered.I steered her through the corridor and down toward the suite level.I found the one I was looking for and
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