Vixen - Eve Sweet And Agatha Vega - Wagered Aff... -

“Three days,” Agatha had purred, her accent thickening with challenge. “You can’t make the next person who walks through that door beg to stay without saying a single word about wanting them.”

For the next hour, Eve performed a masterclass. She didn’t approach. She didn’t flirt. She laughed softly at a private joke Agatha told, letting the sound drift. She leaned over to point out a piece of art on the far wall, her shoulder brushing Agatha’s just so. All the while, her attention felt like a warm spotlight that kept swerving just past the stranger, leaving her leaning in, hungry for it. Vixen - Eve Sweet and Agatha Vega - Wagered Aff...

The wager was forgotten. The stranger’s number lay untouched. Because the only prize that mattered was already leaning in, and the only bet either of them wanted to win… was each other. “Three days,” Agatha had purred, her accent thickening

Eve Sweet, Agatha Vega