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I’d always been fascinated with the perfect beauty mark just above her lip. Unfortunately, right now she looks like she’s fallen out of a tree and crawled through a field of tangly briers to get back to her apartment.
When it comes down to it, there’s absolutely no question. I’ll dress like a Kardashian and act like a fembot in a heartbeat if it means I can take care of my dad.
Vivi whistles and motions to my bikini area. “Rich ladies lack wrinkles, self-awareness, and body hair.”
She leans forward and hugs me. “This is going to be a disaster. I’m so excited!”
Anna whistles. “Let’s hope that’s enough to keep him silent.” “If it’s not, I’ll kill him.” I feel her looking at me for a quiet beat. “I think you’re joking. I’m not sure.” Anna downs the rest of her prosecco. “A hint of danger. I like it.”
“Raymond Weston never met a nepo baby he didn’t like.”
My mind whispers, Celebrities, they’re just like us!
She’ll drink like a fish, but you should never have more than two drinks per evening. Smile a lot. Don’t ever finish what’s on your plate, even if I do.” “Exactly how far back in history would you like me to go? Will I still be able to vote?”
There’s a real Isle Esme feel to the decor (if you know, you know),
Isle Esme vibes or not, there will be no headboard breaking here.
Where is West? Did he go and sacrifice a virgin on my behalf? If so, it was not necessary but so appreciated.
“Trying to read my mind?” he asks after a few moments of silence, lifting one side of his mouth in a smile. “Just ask.” Just ask. The two sexiest words ever spoken by an unreadable man.
I am a sex demon in disguise. I am a fembot with only one program. I am only seconds away from licking the residue of sweat from his chest.
The pampering lasts about three hours, and at the end of it, I smell amazing and am slippery enough to fit through a boba straw.
“Even if you told me the offer was all fake, and you don’t actually have two nickels to rub together,” I tell him, “I’d still stay and help you pull this off. I’m your ride-or-die, West Weston.”
He nods, a small smile curling his lips. “Collaborators with benefits.”
“You may have noticed that I sparkle in the sunlight. That my skin is like marble.” I pause. “This is the skin of a killer.”
“Other than you, standing here in my living room, these paintings are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.”
