A Taste of Spring

The man huffed something under his breath but moved aside. Spring unlocked the door then moved aside as Summer shoved into the room. Spring only had a second to jump away as the door whipped in inches away from her face and slammed into the wall.

Summer moved her eyes over Spring. Relief glowed in her hazel eyes before heat filled them. Her angry gaze sliced into the man. "Who the hell are you and what is your damage, dragging my baby sister into the men's bathroom?"

Spring whirled around, taking in the room, but there was nothing in the space to indicate that it was a designated bathroom. Except for the silhouette of a man on the door.

"Oh." Spring scrunched up her nose. (Yuck.) But wow, a public bathroom inside a mansion.

The man turned to Spring then to Summer. Spring noticed that he focused on her sister longer.

"I'm her client," he whispered. Then he moved past Summer, bumping her out of the way. He took hold of the bathroom door, stuck his head out, looked both ways, then shut and locked it.

Summer walked over and stood by Spring. "That," she pointed at the man accusingly, "is Dezmond?" Her tone was one of disbelief and derision. "The stud you couldn't keep your hands off of." Summer glared at him. "He's an ass."

at the same time. He rested his back on the closed door then folded his arms over his chest. "My name is Fallon. I procured the services for my friend." He then pinned Spring with a pleading look. "A friend who must never find out you

face Fallon. She put her hands on her hips then stomped her heeled foot. "And what's

He let out an

to be...," her right hand flew

jawbone tensed. If Spring had to guess, she'd say he ground his jaw when irritated. And he was visibly irritated. An attractive man, he was tall, dark skinned, and very handsome. To Spring, he looked as if he had money. Dez's suit was nice but this guy's suit was custom

she stood with her breasts out and the arch in her back.

this time making certain he didn't touch her. He stood in front of Spring and rubbed his temple as he closed his eyes. When he opened them, he said, "I know you people

"You people," Summer hissed.

around the imposing man to her

"Fine, sure, we have a privacy clause," Summer huffed reluctantly. She walked around Fallon to stand by Spring. "So be gone...your dirty little secret purchase