…Cayana knew she was probably setting herself up for heartbreak once more. But she also knew she’d never forgive herself if she didn’t at least try.

She waited until the last of the women left before approaching Lienna. It was a big favor to ask, but…

“Congratulations.”

Lienna smiled. Everything about the woman glowed lately, highlighting her copper-colored hair and adding a sparkle to her eyes—this was a successful woman, a woman in love with life and her man. “I’m sorry I didn’t mention it sooner, but I wanted to make sure everything was in order first.”

Cayana matched her smile. “I would’ve done the same thing. I was wondering if I could get a private suite there…complete privacy. For an unspecified length of time.”

“I can have a trans-light tube take you directly to the suite from IPC, if you like.”

Cayana gave a small laugh. Were her emotions that transparent? “Thank you. I’ll see about making the arrangements.”

“Are you certain the IPC will turn him over to you?” she asked as Cayana started to walk away.

She glanced over her shoulder. “Money talks.”