Not to be dissuaded, Erin traced a black-painted fingernail along the curvature of my neck and up behind my ear. “You what?”
“I personally protected several Gerrards, including Colin.”
I just stared for a full ten seconds, not sure how to respond. Free porn It’s my father’s country club. “I look forward to hearing from you, sir.”
He picked up his briefcase and looked at Erin. I decided to lean into the interview trope. She extracted a folder from her purse and left her chair to hand it to me. I took my first bite of the omelet and immediately dropped my fork on the countertop. Contrast was a beautiful thing; food tasted better when you were hungry, a warm fire was more welcome when you were chilled to the bone, and the memory of your assistant as
