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“Hey Dad,” I said, as I walked in and took the plate frona I’d prepared yesterday and popped it into the microwave
Dad gave ray hair all over the place froh it “Evie,” he said He didn’t ask how one, but I hadn’t expected him to He’d always been too immersed in his job to pay much attention That had been Mom’s job She had been a stay-at-home mom and taken care of Fiona andof her cancer it had still been that way, but later Dad had stopped working alether to be at her side
“Hard day?” I asked hina into et warm in the microwave
“This new case is giving e-scale investor who peculated hundreds ofon ed and I handed Dad the plate He didn’t sit down; instead he started eating, leaning against the counter and reading whatever important email popped up on his screen If it wasn’t for me, he’d probably eat and sleep in his office When Mom had still been around, he’d tried to spend more time at home
Eventually, he noticed aze “When do you leave?”
I blinked “Leave?” Then it dawned on me “Fiona already talked to you, didn’t she?” She had always been a meddler and had acted like a pushy older sister, which was ridiculous, considering ere twins, and I was eight minutes older than her
He nodded “She called reat”
“You sure you’re okay withyou alone?”
Dad set the plate down and ca uilty for the way you’ve been taking care ofcare of myself There’s takeout and I have Marianne for company”
It was the first time he’d really ood I’lad you found someone”
Dad looked away, sighing “I’ll always love your mother, you know that”
“I know,” I said, and kissed his cheek “She’d want you to be happy”
“And I want the sao to Sydney and enjoy yourself Spend so”
I laughed He had never seen est that kind of thing “I’ there to work, not to enjoy myself”
Dad chuckled “You sound like me” He took out his wallet and pulled out several hundred dollars “Here For your ticket”
“Dad—” I knew Dad earned enough ht us to work for our money
“Take it”
I did “Thanks”
“And promise me you’ll have fun Work isn’t all there is to life”
“I think you should listen to your own advice,” I teased
Excite this
My excitement, however, diminished somehen I searched for information about Xavier on the internet and found photos of his foroing through assistants fast Fiona hadby the sheer number of assistants I found on the internet, he couldn’t have kept any of theuy?
And these women, and all of his assistants oram influencer material The ed All of theram of fat I looked down at myself I was curvy
I couldn’t help but wonder if that was exactly why I had been chosen I was the safe, less gossip-risky option
Sohtly to o again Why did they all have to be clingy? If I wasn’t too lazy to throw theht at all
I unfastened the arainst the bright sunshine filtering in through the panorama s What time was it?
I got up, stretched, then turned to find last night’s conquest sprawled out on her back with a flirty sht she looked less tasty than she had last night Her makeup was smeared under her eyes, and her hair was the fake blonde I absolutely loathed
“Xavier,” she purred “Why don’t you stay in bed?”
Because I’d rather run a grater over ” I looked around for a way to find out the current time
Da staircase into the lower part offor my mobile Where had I left it when I’d stulued to my cock?
Soht my eyes, and I retrieved my phone from where I must have dropped it when Fake-Blonde had scratched my balls with her fake red nails
“Fuck,” I groaned when I saw that I was already oneThat made every day since my last assistant had smacked my cheek with a few Russian curses and never returned One of these days the coach would act on his threats and put me on the bench
No tied up the staircase where Fake-Blonde was still lolling about on my bed like a cat in heat “Hurry!” I snarled as I walked past her, through ym shorts, no time to look for underwear My teammates had seen my meat countless times, and so had half of the cheerleaders and a considerable nuhteen and sixty-two (a regrettable incident Connor would never leta shirt, I returned to the bedroom, only to find Fake-Blonde still inwith herself
I wasmy shit Did she really think she could convince ered herself when I’d already shoved ht? Usually, I handled situations like this with charm and lies, or rather let my assistants handle theers soet out of my bed and apartment I’m done with you”
Her eyes widened and she sat up, her finger still pushed up her vagina
Stifling my annoyance, I turned and stalked toward the stairs “You’v
e got exactly one et dressed and leave, or I’ll throw you out naked”
Fifty-eight seconds later, she charged down the staircase and toward me where I waited next to the front door Her blouse was half open where I’d ripped a few buttons off last night and she was barefoot, pu from her hand She stopped in front ofof curses in a foreign language, maybe Polish?
“You ruined my blouse, you bastard! Just so you know, you are the worst lay I’ve ever had”
I smiled cruelly “You creamed the sheets you came so hard when I fucked you” I took two hundred dollars from my wallet and put them into the front pocket of her jeans “And that’s for your blouse Consider the rest my tip”
Her face turned red I opened the door, nudged her outside and stepped into the corridor as well, then locked the door
I left her standing there, stewing in her anger and shock Stepping into the elevator, I hit the button for the ground floor
I reached the lobby and waved at the desk clerk The elevator , Teniel How’s the family?” I asked
“Good, good Wife’s pregnant with our fourth child” He handed me the keys to my car “I parked it in front of the entrance for you forty o”
That’s when I should have left for training “Congratulations,” I called as I reached the glass doors The elevator binged I threw a glance over h the lobby Teniel shook his head with a small frown, but he was used to these kinds of scenes by now
I stepped off the plane, feeling like a train had runhad co had crawled inside it and died
I pulledcrowd I hadn’t seen Fiona in more than two years, since she’d run off to Australia on a whim We’d talked almost every day on the phone, but it just wasn’t the sanize her in real life?