Rafaella leaned against the railing. She made a wish that night. Her eyes popped open. A girl was near her. Rafaella vaguely remembered seeing her before.

"Pardon me, but aren't you the person who catered the Alvarez party?" Rafaella tried making conversation.

"I'm the event planner, yes." Ana huffed.

"I knew it" Rafaella said happily. Raf got a little closer to where Ana was. The girls started talking about other things, being at fashion week and more important stuff.

Rafaella mentioned how she was the owner of Tega Massage.

"Tega as in Ortega?" Ana bit back.

"Guilty" Rafaella pleaded. "Guadalupe is my sister" her mouth betrayed her. She truly loved and admired her but it was also hard to make your own name stand out. Rafaella was always the daughter, the little sister. She was never just Rafaella "Raf" Ortega.

Raf opened up her bag to look for a business card but didn't see any. They exchanged numbers instead.

"You should really come by. I could totally see you getting the Swedish massage" Rafaella eyed her up and down. "Or something else" she said in a suggestive tone. What is wrong with me, Raf kept thinking to herself.

"I have to go back to my room" Raf excused herself.

As Rafaella was walking down the hallway to her room, she spotted a guy sitting at her door stoop. Conner Falcon sat up.

Rafaella rushed to him as Ana's face clouded her mind. A thud sounded throughout. It was the sound of Rafaella pinning Conner against the door. Their lips moving in sync.

"I should surprise you more often, Kitten" he purred. One hand stroking her chin to deepen the kiss and the other reaching out to open the door.

Let's just say that Rafaella was no longer in that yellow dress. Her heels were the only thing that still was on her magnificent sex clad body.

Rafaella Ortega wasn't sure what the best part of the day was - being at Fashion Week or the orchestra of climaxes she just faced. Both gave her a high. She secretly loved London. Any chance she could get, she was there. Raf also loved sightseeing in Paris. The architecture beckoning her closer.