We were sitting in a parlor, the type that only exists in houses with more rooms than anyone knows what to do with. She let her hands fall apart and then folded them together again. I insist,” she said with emphasis on the insist part. Considering her wealth, designer clothes, and the best face and body modern medicine could offer, it was the one thing I had going for me. She didn’t appreciate the reminder of our age gap. “I’m pleased to offer you a new experience, ma’am,” I said, matching her saccharine tone. Whoever had the money had the power, and she had loads of it. There was only one reason for me to take this job: money. If I’d been born naturally brave, I wouldn’t have wasted the virtue on protecting the rich and famous. The brave comment was to remind me who held the power in this relationship. She thought I looked like an uncultured bumpkin, and she wasn’t pleased about it. Wondering whether I’d read between the lines. You must be so brave to put your life on the line for perfect strangers.”īlue eyes assessed me. She used those lips to smile sweetly at me and clasped her hands in her lap. Her hair was the color of Snow White’s poisoned apple, her lips painted to match.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |