Falling for Sakura
So she straightened herself and said, “I’m afraid not, sir. She’s out.”
Darcy frowned at her. “Where did she go?”
At Melissa’s hesitance, Tristan made his way to her and leaned on the counter with ease. He gave her a devilish grin and said, “Listen, sweetheart.”
Melissa was indeed listening. She licked her lips and returned the smile with eagerness.
“We’re here on a mission. So I’d be very grateful if you’d tell us”—he paused—“or find out for us where Sakura went.”
“Well, I don’t know, sir,” Melissa said. “I just saw her leaving this morning with a friend.”