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overdone, but never underdone either. She stood tall, and there was no mistake that the woman was sure she was the cream of the crop when it came to women. She could probably have any man she wanted. And recently, through video conferencing with her, Harrison had the feeling he was the man she wanted. Until he met Valencia he might have been inclined to see where the woman might take him—probably to the bedroom, but until Valencia it didn’t matter that this woman would be just a bed buddy. He wasn’t a one night stand kind of guy, but a few months of rolling around in bed with a good woman wasn’t beneath him either. And it had been a long time…too long. He didn’t date while he was working a show—a fact that hit him now. He didn’t date while a show was going yet he had already established a cover for Valencia as his girlfriend. Would it work? He wasn’t sure, but he did know it was too late to turn back now.
    “Pretty,” Latricia noted before sitting down. “But this is business.”
    “I couldn’t leave her in the hotel alone,” he said. That was entirely true. There is no way Valencia would have allowed him to go anywhere without her.
    “So who is she?”
    “My woman,” he said fluidly. She wasn’t entirely his yet, but he wanted her to be, even if only for a few weeks…for now he would have to settle on make believe.
    “You don’t date while you’re doing a show. Your focus is on the opera. That’s what you told me just a few weeks ago,” she stated accusingly, as if he had intentionally lied to her.
    “I don’t,” he agreed. “But I met this woman and she just knocked me off balance. The moment she walked into the room I knew I wanted her.” And that was the God’s honest truth. He knew he wanted her in bed if nothing else.
    “When did the two of you meet?” She looked over at Valencia and then back to him.
    “Two weeks ago,” now that was a lie. “She’s thinking of investing in my next opera. She came to talk to me about it and the rest, as they say, is history...well, history in the making. If I have my way she’ll stick around for more than the investment in the opera. But until that time I’m personally introducing her to what my opera world is like. I think it’s important for her, as an investor, to know what she’s getting into.”
    “I see,” she had a curt tone to her voice, nothing near the friendly tone she usually had when they spoke. That hostility wasn’t directed at him. Latricia was directing that hostility at the woman sitting next to him. “So, Val, what is it that you do exactly?”
    Harrison saw, for the first time, the look of steel come over Valencia, as if she was ready to lunge across the table and teach Latricia a lesson on why she should never call her Val. He placed his hand on her knee in an effort to remind her of who she was pretending to be. She couldn’t very well blow her cover on this woman.
    “It’s Valencia,” Harrison told her. “Don’t call her Val.”
    “I apologize,” she said, but he doubted that she really did. “So, Valencia,” she stressed the name. “What is it that you do?”
    “I invest,” she stated. “What is it that you do?”
    “Whatever it takes,” she smiled at Harrison, “to make sure my men leave satisfied.”
    “Oh, prostitute…I wouldn’t have pegged you for that,” Valencia’s sharp tongue had uttered those words so easily and honestly that Harrison almost choked on the wine he was sipping. He coughed and cleared his throat.
    “Actually, Valencia,” he tried to keep the tone civil. Latricia might pull out the claws, but Valencia would win the war. “Latricia is kind of a go-to-woman when you need to smooth the way with the business commission and any other government agencies that deal with permits. She does an amazing job.”
    “I see,” she smiled at him. He knew she already knew this. Something in her devious behavior made him like her even more. He wondered if she was jealous of the