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.)

but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by the sound of muffled

have to

boss," Summer attempted to say, but it

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

opened the email her sister forwarded to her and went

the bill perfectly and brought the green out

long thin box braids, was pulled

wore much makeup when she wasn't working-a little mascara, a little

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

for clients who have no time or desire to search for it. Clients are 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

Spring's to get so involved in her sister's life, but she owed Summer and she meant to

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