Chapter 58 NAKED

MICHELLE's P O V

‘‘Michelle, where are you?’’

It was one of those early mornings when Lita called me, and informed me that Devon wanted his coffee immediately, but I was still on the bus at the time.

‘‘What?’’ After giving my wristwatch a quick peek, I noticed that it was just thirty-eight minutes after five in the morning. ‘‘Can't he wait?’’

‘‘You know he can’t. When he returned home from his conference in Italy the previous evening, he was in a foul mood, and he asked for a cup of coffee. Since you are not here, I was the one who made it…’’

Because of a significant business transaction, he was involved in with the Italians, Devon was gone for three days.

‘‘So, did he like the coffee you made for him?’’ I asked, and Lita's response did not come as a complete surprise to me in the least.