I sighed, remembering the previous night. Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, until that last one that had taken me to another planet. Rock said I’d squirted. Damn. Whatever I’d done, it had been amazing.

Quickly I typed “squirting orgasm” into my search bar. Time to learn a little bit abou—

My phone buzzed. “Yeah?”

“I found him,” Charlie said. “Got his cellphone number off his Facebook page, of all things. I can’t believe he made it public.”

“He’s just starting to get into modeling. He’ll realize his mistake soon enough.” I laughed. “Yeah, get him on the phone, if you can.”

A minute later, I was talking to Fox Monroe.

“I’m glad you called, Lacey,” he said.

I cleared my throat. How did I let him know this was not a pleasure call?

“It was nice meeting you the other night,” I said.

“I enjoyed it too.”

I cleared my throat again. “I have a question for you. I represent the estate of Derek Wolfe, and he left significant assets to Riley Wolfe, his daughter. But we can’t seem to find her. Do you know where she might be?”

“Well…no. I don’t. I thought you said Riley was a friend of yours.”

“More like an acquaintance. Have you seen her recently?”

“I haven’t talked to Riley in the last month or so.”

“You said she’d had some issues. Is that anything you might feel comfortable discussing with me?”

“What does this have to do with her father’s estate?” he asked.

Smart man. I hadn’t given Fox enough credit. “We can’t get the property distributed if she’s not here. If I know what these issues are that she’s struggling with, I might have a better idea of where to find her.”

“Just some depression and stuff like that. She missed a few shoots earlier this year. That doesn’t bode well. But she’s so fantastic at what she does that the industry cuts her some slack.”

“I see.”

Riley had seemed a little off when she and I had dinner. She’d definitely wanted to talk to me about something, but then she’d reneged.

“Did she ever mention anyone who lives out of town? Anyone she might be visiting?”

“We aren’t really that close, Lacey. We’ve done a few runway shows together, but that’s the extent of my relationship with her.”

“All right. Thank you, Fox.”

“I am really glad you called, though. I enjoyed meeting you and would love to see you again for a drink. This time just the two of us?”

When it rained, it poured. I seemed to be a magnet for pretty boys—as Rock would call them—lately.

How to let him down gently…

“I’m flattered. Really. But I think I’m a little old for you, Fox.”

“Age is only a number.”

“Really? How old are you, then?”

“Twenty-one.”