"Hi Luca," Sloane chirped excitedly as she opened the door to her apartment. "I'm glad you decided to come. I wasn't sure you would when I texted you."

Luca smiled at Sloane and offered her the wine he'd brought with him. Unsurprisingly, she was wearing another short, tight outfit. "You didn't have to make me an apology dinner too."

Sloane grinned at Luca as she closed the door, wine in hand. "I didn't, silly. My chef made the dinner, of course."

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