Virgin for Sale

This woman is making it harder for me to woo her. Until Faye entered my life, getting women was never a problem. They were more than happy to fall at my feet, and I was happy for them to stay there.

I used them for my pleasure. A gift here and there always dealt with any problem they may have at me ending any relationship or agreement.

Faye isn’t like that.

The PI couldn’t get any more information on her simply because there isn’t any.

“Seriously, man, I am starting to worry about you. Do you remember a time when you had fun? It’s like this place became your world and you lost that key ability to have any kind of fun.”

“I have fun. It’s just not the same as what you like.”

“Then tell me when was the last time you had fun with a woman, and that chick back at Cherry doesn’t count. Even that’s been what, seven, eight months ago?”

“I’m seeing someone.”

“You are? How do I not know this?”

“Because you’re more interested in your own life than what I’ve got going on. I’ve been seeing her for a short time.”

“When do I get to meet her? I want to tell her all about what a giant prick you are.”

“Colorful, Dean, seriously. Don’t you get tired of buying … virgins?” I keep my voice down.

The door is open, and I don’t want anyone knowing my business.

“Nope. They’re easy.”

I don’t want anyone thinking of Faye as easy.

makes them

a service, and I

ever think they may not

going to happen. They

they

them out. They go to him. He’s an asshole, but he’d never force a woman. Where is all this coming from?” Dean asks. “It’s a bit of fun. I get what I want, and they get

down at my desk. I don’t know.

office when I hear her clear her throat. Looking up, I

these. She says they need looking through,

Dean looking at

each other in person, but he saw her picture. I don’t know if he

“Thank you.”

I still okay

taking

matter how many times I touch her, she still tries

I don’t blame her.

that made the fucking rule of no office relations. I should keep my hands to my fucking self, but with her, anything could

close the door, leaning against it

isn’t it? That’s the

“Keep your mouth shut.”

tell me

“I didn’t know her.”

“What?”

working for me a short time ago. I didn’t even know it was her until we met

“You’re paying her?”