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.)

her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by the sound of muffled coughing. The hacking cough

have to do

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

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 was

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

fit the bill perfectly and brought the green out

box braids, was pulled into a messy, stylish French

wasn't working-a little mascara, a little liner, and

let out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing mind and dispel any assumptions about her sister's line of work or

generally not hard up perverts who just want to get the escort naked. Most of the time they are just regular

was not a practice of Spring's to get so involved in her sister's life, but she owed Summer and she meant to pay her back, or start a payment plan of

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