Virgin for Sale

Chapter 18

No music sounds, and I wonder if she’s even listening to anything.

Faye climbs inside and tells me her address.

Again, I don’t say anything.

Silence fills the car.

“I’m hungry,” Kerry says. Her voice is small as it carries from the back of the car.

“I can pull over for some takeout. There’s plenty of drive-thru places if you don’t want to eat inside.” Anything to keep Faye near me longer.

“I’m covered. I made dinner.”

“You did meatballs in the crockpot?” Kerry asks.

“Yes.”

“Awesome. Are you inviting your boss in?”

I see her clench her hand into a fist, and I smirk.

“I’m sure he’s busy.”

“I happen to love meatballs.” It’s not a lie. I’ve not had them in a long time. Meatballs are not exactly on the restaurant menu.

“Would you like to have dinner with us?”

“Sure.”

with her as far

school?”

boring English. Like I

looking sad.

well, things change. I’m listening to

know what

yet I have to remain silent or give

apartment. There is always a space near her place, and I park in

happy girl I saw last night

her strides. It’s clear there is more to this woman. She still makes

come inside if you don’t want to. Kerry won’t eat

“How come?”

which means she’ll be listening to her music. She’ll eat food, just

got to

nods, letting us both in her apartment. Again, I notice how she locks the door.

The apartment’s small.

so she clearly went without extra space to

her to the kitchen. There’s a

a seat. Do you want some tea,

“I’ll take a water.”

before I watch her go to the fridge. She pulls out a bowl, and I see the pasta is already pre-cooked. She has a small microwave, which she places the pasta in. She pushes a couple of

calm and promise. She looks so right and sexy. Each time she bends down, I see the ridge of her thong. If

So much.

already

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