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.)

this already." She waited for her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by the sound of

I have to do this.)

say, but it came

sighed. "I know you can, and I can handle this. How hard can it be?" Spring's thumb hovered over the disconnect button. "I'll call you if I need to." She pressed the button before her sister could say anything that would freak her out more than she

her finger over her email icon. She opened the email her sister forwarded to her and went over the information she needed to pull this "thing"

fit the bill perfectly and

face-Her hair, in long thin box braids, was pulled into a messy, stylish French braid.

makeup when she wasn't working-a little mascara, a little liner, and a touch of lip color fit the

in, then let out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing mind and dispel any assumptions about her sister's line

not hard up perverts who just want to get the escort naked. Most

owed Summer and she meant to pay her back, or start a payment plan of sorts, and taking her place on this date was

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