Accidentally Hooked (The Naked Truth Series Book 1)

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Author: Carmen Falcone
confused…fantasies weren’t meant to last. They were like relationships, but ended on a happier note.
    Her cell phone beeped.
    Are you okay? You texted me some guy’s passport information?
    A text message from Elena. The bestie she had met while working in New York, three years ago. Even with having to move and travel, they always kept in touch.
    I’m fine. I’ll call tomorrow and explain. Thanks for checking in , she typed, then tossed the phone in her pocket.
    With a dulled sound, the elevator doors opened and she scurried out of the elevator, crossing the lobby. She touched her head to pull her fedora down, but her fingers found her hair instead. Shit. Her favorite accessory. She’d bought it from a dinky little shop in Paris. Ducking her head, she fixed her gaze on the floor and hoped she wouldn’t be noticed. Besides a few tourists in the check-in line, lights were dimmed and a couple of security guards chattered by the revolving doors.
    When she was officially off of hotel property, she reached in her purse for the bills. She walked towards a skinny old man who held a veteran sign, rolled all the money together, and dropped it in his bucket. “Don’t spend all of it in one place.”
    The man’s eyes widened. “This is… Thank you. Thank you.” The smile on his face made her heart sing.
    The song, however, didn’t last long. Returning to her sister’s apartment meant awakening to reality. Ten minutes later, she sucked in her breath and turned the door handle.
    How would she tell Luna what had happened?
    She headed to the living area, and glanced at the two unoccupied red loveseats. Where could her sister be? Shouldn’t her shift be over by now? She glanced at the ginormous Marilyn Monroe picture framed on the off-white wall. “I’m not interested in money. I just want to be wonderful,” said the quote in black bold letters.
    Well, isn’t that freaking appropriate?
    Kika was about to head to the bathroom, when Luna’s spiky heels clanking on the cheap laminate floor announced her entry.
    Oh, this wasn’t going to be a fun conversation. I slept with a guy who’s staying at the hotel where you work. Oh, and I got paid. Just in case, get some vacation time. Asap.
    Clearing her dry throat, Kika spun around to face her sister. Or what looked like her sister.
    A swollen purple mark circled Luna’s right eye, and a trace of blood strayed from her nose. What the hell? A cold shiver ran down Kika’s spine as she noticed the frumpy state of her sister’s golden uniform. Her stomach clenched tight. She rushed to her sister’s side. “Luna, what happened?”
    Kika outlined her sister’s face with trembling fingers, making an effort not to hurt the sensitive area. Jerking back, Luna lifted her hand, gesturing she needed space. Kika didn’t miss the fear in her bruised eyes.
    “You should be sleeping,” Luna whispered, removing her black stiletto shoes and tossing them to the side.
    Sleeping? Was that the best she could do? “And you should have met me hours ago, remember?” Kika retorted, incredulous. Luna shook her head, the sigh leaving her lips only adding to Kika’s curiosity. “Please tell me who did that to you?” she urged, her heart about to burst out of her chest. She gripped Luna’s hand.
    Luna’s fingers touched the affected area around her eye, and with a frown, she let her hand drop down. “Kika, it’s complicated…”
    Kika placed both hands on her hips, irritation skating up her spine. “No. It’s simple. Someone beat the crap out of you. I’ll go with you to the police so you can press charges. Can you give them a good description?”
    Luna’s black eyes widened, the spark of fear showing again. “I’m not pressing charges.” A whisper.
    Was there a boyfriend in the picture? “Why not? Honey, it’s okay. I’m with you. We’ll get over it, but you can’t let him go free.”
    “Kika, this was…bad luck.”
    “Bad luck was when you died your hair platinum blonde in
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