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Everly leans over to Cassandra and whispers loudly, “I’m so glad this worked out. If we didn’t hire someone today, my dad was totally going to get a case of his stress poops again.”
“You know what, Bec?” I scratch my head, my face growing serious. “Until you told me not to screw it up, I had totally planned on screwing it up. So I’m glad you made that distinction before I move in there tomorrow. We really dodged a bullet.”
“He’s not a billionaire,” Dakota corrects. “He’s only a millionaire. You’re going to be fine!”
When I asked Cassandra where her book report was, because she’s clearly an avid reader, she said her books weren’t for a child’s eyes. And after a slight pause, she smiled, mumbling to herself about how her mood board wouldn’t be appropriate for even my eyes.
“Let me get your other daughter checked out, and then I’m on to you,”
Yet still, I find myself peering out the window from my loft bed and enjoying the view of the Edison bulbs casting a glow over Max’s big dick…I mean deck! Jesus.
“Tis I!”
“You would really hook up with another man with my mark still on you?”
“Oh, I emailed and told her we had sex this weekend.”
All the blood rushes to my cheeks as my choking fantasy silently breaks into the party to say heeeeeyyyy girl.
“Okay, so we’re going to bang it out with rules…what
You’re not going to go stroke some other dude’s eyebrows at a bar this weekend?” My jaw drops. “It was one time! I just wanted to see how they felt!”
I see a body that bounced back from a horrific experience that nearly killed her.
