A Taste of Spring

Chapter 2

SPRING

The chimes of her ringing cell phone rankled Spring Lafayette's nerves. She turned her attention from the passing scenery of city life and settled back into the backseat of the taxi. Spring glanced at the cell phone in her hand then up at the rearview mirror. Her eyes met the driver's gaze through the reflective image.

The driver, a young woman with purple hair and considerable patience, smiled.

Spring offered a half smile as she worked on calming her pounding heart which overshadowed the continuous ringing of her phone, but not enough for her to ignore it. She groaned as she tapped the answer button.

"Listen Springy, I've thought about it and you don't have to do this."

(Yes, I do.)

Spring tried to sound confident. "We talked about this already." She waited for her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by the sound of muffled coughing. The

to do

to say, but it came out as a comment-cough combo.

thumb hovered over the disconnect button. "I'll call you if I need to." She pressed

her email icon. She opened the email her sister forwarded to her and went over the information she needed to

the bill perfectly and brought the

braids, was pulled into a messy, stylish French braid.

when she wasn't working-a little mascara, a little

took in, then let out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing mind and dispel any

generally not hard up perverts who just want to get the escort naked. Most of the time they are just regular people with normal lives who for whatever reason decided to bypass the game of

sister's life, but she owed Summer and she meant to pay her back, or start a payment plan of sorts, and taking her place on this

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