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Quinn x
I set my laptop doalked into the kitchen, and started a pot of coffee Yawning, I rubbed a hand downout today I smirked to myself
Mrs Haverbrook gave ed by myself anyway She was quite liht about her age when I ith her Sure, she had grey streaked through her hair, but she had told racefully, and she was Pilates and yoga kept her body tight, and her dates withOr so she told me
She had a thing for having me act as her son’s friend If there ever was a Mrs Robinson, Mrs Haverbrook would’ve given her a run for her money
Ping
Sitting down at the kitchen counter, I absently rubbed my stomach and opened the email As I read, my brow pulled down in a deep frown
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Subject: RE: RE: Setting a date
Quinn,
This was a bad idea
I apologize for the inconvenience
All the best,
Maya x
So,beforehand had her worried Call me crazy, but that just made me want to ly duckling, but the thought had crossed my mind, and in most cases, that hy clients were nervous Most shy clients had major self-esteem issues
Stopping the coffee machine mid-flow, I poured a cup, added cream, and downed it in one hit I was tired as hell My muscles ached in the very best way I wanted to respond, but didn’t have a lot of tiet ready to meet my best friend Harry for lunch Instead, I closed my laptop, stood, slipped out ofin record ti-to-call-neat hair, sprayed deodorant all overStones tee, and white sneakers
As I walked out the door, I tossed a black jacket overfancy, but it was ht car was nor as classy as a Maserati, or sonition, I hesitated
I should have left it be But soer on what A sigh escaped me when I reached into my pocket for my cell I accessed my mobile email and responded to Maya
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Subject: RE: RE: RE: Setting a date
Maya,
Meeting with you would be a privilege, but I understand your hesitancy
You don’t know me from Adam I could be a serial killer for all you know
If you’re still willing to talk toto know each other over email?
Take care,
Quinn
PS: No, I’m not a serial killer That was probably a bad example
I pressed send before I could second-guess ht about what I’d written A serial killer… Really?
My forehead landed with a thud on the steering wheel and I groaned at ned myself to that fact and drove over to Harry’s place
Harry Bridgeton had been my best friend for the past five years I’d never wanted or needed a best friend before hi my friend sometimes, but he always stuck by h that bad place, encouraging ested I become an escort
I remembered it like it was yesterday
Harry turned to aze “I don’t want to push you into anything, but I think you need a new job Construction’s not for you, bud”
I knew this Work was declining and I barely had enough money to feed ot tough, but I declined,every damn time I enty-six years old and had a chip on est? I don’t have a college education behind ot”
But Harry just sood at?”
“Drinking and fucking” See that? There’s that chip I mentioned
Harry looked past ness After a while, his brow lifted then heone of those escorts? I hear it pays a lot”
My brows narrowed “Hoould you kno much it pays?”
Harry looked at me ide eyes, a picture of innocence, and said in perfect cale”
I jumped up from my seat “No way! You dirty, dirty fucker You were a hooker, Har? A hooker?”
Harry scowled “An escort, fucker A high-end escort” He looked over atso hard, and stood “You knohat? Forget about it Looks like you don’t want to earn ten grand”
Ten grand?
My laughter faltered Harry’s srand?” I sputtered “A month?”
Harry turned and made to leave “A week, loser”
After I’d tackled Harry and forced hi for a respectable escort service called DFT He knew the owner, Steve, and said he’d put in a good word for me
A week later, I had resigned from construction and was employed by DFT I soon found out what DFT stood for
Dolls for Trolls
I didn’t like it, but as long as it was abbreviated and none of the women knehat it meant, I supposed it was okay
It didn’t take long to get to Harry’s I lived on the beachfront in a decent-sized apart the ocean Harry lived in the suburbs, but it still only took a twenty-minute drive
Theon his cell I assumed he’d done this toup the drive with , What the fuck, dude? his face gave him away
He cussed into his phone “Fuck!” At the response on the other line, his brows drew together and he uttered, “Not you, Minnie I forgot about Quinn He’s here We sort of do lunch every Saturday” I couldn’t hear the reply he was given, but figured it out pretty quickly when he scowled and barked into the phone, “No, not like a date, dipshit!”
I chuckled at his irritation then shrugged “What’s going on?”
Harry held up a hand and quickly griped, “Hold on, Minnie” Covering his phone, he muttered, “My sister moved
back into too days ago I thought I’d go by, check out her apartet settled Do my brotherly duty, you know?”
I nodded I understood that Harry had always been fond of his sister They had a small family, just Mama Jane, Harry, and Minnie Since I’d only been a friend of Harry’s for five years and the e, I didn’t know her well And when I said well, I meant at all
I’d met her once, at a Christmas party hosted by their faht up in ht was a blur The few things I knew about Minnie were that she was shy, short, and chubby I kind of remembered mousy brown hair and doe eyes, but I wasn’t sure iftricks She seeet along just fine
My brow furrowed I suddenly found myself protective of this shy little creature “Why isn’t she living with your mom?”
Harry scoffed and rolled his eyes “Are you fucking kidding me?” He shook his head “Mom would be too damn overprotective of her What would she do if she wanted to bring home a date or so”
My brow continued to furro ? Further hoirl I’d o I hated to butt in, but I felt as the best friend of the brother, I needed to say my piece If I’d wanted a sister, Minnie would be the closest thing to it “You’re okay with her bringing men home? How old is she? Are you sure she wouldn’t be better off living with Mama Jane?”
Harry suddenly looked at me like I’d sprouted horns After a moment, he shook his head and uttered, “Dude, she’s almost twenty-seven Not , she’d chew my ass And Minnie bites Hard”