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.”

excuse to prolong my time with her as far as

school?” Faye

boring English. Like I care what some dumbasses have

rubs at her head, looking sad. “You used to love

things change. I’m

what

remain silent or give away the fact I

space near her place, and I park in it once again. Kerry doesn’t linger. She

I saw last night is long

and I keep up with her strides. It’s clear there is more to this woman. She still makes sure the door is closed and doesn’t take the

come inside if you

“How come?”

her moods, which means she’ll be listening to her music.

got to

I notice how she locks the

The apartment’s small.

in a nice part of town, so she clearly

already an amazing smell filling the apartment. I walk with her to the kitchen. There’s a small table that would only fit two people. Probably a good thing Kerry won’t be

Do you

“I’ll take a water.”

is already pre-cooked. She has a small microwave, which she places the pasta in. She pushes a couple of buttons, and I don’t see

Each time she bends down, I see the

So much.

has already

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