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They’d hate each other Sloan couldn’t stand any sort of pretense, and Char was all about living up to an ie Char’s snobby friends would be shocked to learn she used to get up early toKinley had enjoyed every minute

No, Sloan and Char wouldn’t get on Sloan called a spade a spade, as her daddy used to say Daddy would have loved Sloan She felt that familiar stab of sadness After daddy died of a heart attack a few years back, her mom sold the ranch and moved into town

Kinley rubbed her pounding forehead What she needed was to go ho over ically appear If it did she’d be a millionaire by now

Using the rearview ht from her phone, she checked her makeup She didn’t usually wear makeup, she’d never really learned how to use it properly, but she’d needed it lately Her already pale skin only served to highlight the dark sreat job, but then what could you expect with cheap coss under her eyes were more Walmart than Chanel

“Just get out of the car and get in there” Sitting there wasn’t going to solve any of her problems

If the orientation for her new job hadn’t run late, she would have been here on time Instead her supervisor, who liked to talk, had explained everything in extreme detail And very slowly Or maybe that was just the way it see sense of dread

I should have told him

She’d been hiding the dire straits of her finances fro about money Or, at least, he didn’t seem to think much of people that had any She snorted That would never be her problem But she also didn’t want him to think she ith him for his money Sloan liked to moan about people with more money than sense, but she knew he did ith his contracting business

She’d been used before Duped over money She’d never do the same to someone else, so, she’d kept her financial situation to herself And now she didn’t kno to tell him

This job wouldn’t ease her money problerabbed all the overti about it

Her phone buzzed, and Sloan’s naer hovered, ready to answer, but she hesitated too long, and the call went to voicemail Sh

e checked the time on her phone Crap, it was after ten She was over an hour late

That was the eighth missed call from hiotten back to her car and after seeing all the missed calls, she’d taken the cowards way and texted him that she was on her way

She pulled her coat around her She’d already changed in the car before driving over here

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