En cours de chargement...
At first, I sit across the booth, but he tells me, "Sit next to me. You know I don't bite." Swallowing, I obey him. When I'm beside him, I'm all too aware of his scent-like lemon and vanilla, an intoxicating combination of sour and sweet. He asks, "Aren't you going to ask me why I fell out with your father?" Though I'm curious, I reply, "That's between you and my dad." "We fell out over you." I blink.
"Over me? Why?" "Your father asked me to help him with some of his debts. I told him I would give him money.on one condition." Dad had-or has-debts? This is news to me. My father is an obsessive couponer and refuses to buy any clothes that don't come off the clearance rack."Why would that end your friendship?" I ask. "Because the 'one condition' was having you." WORD COUNT: 3, 800 A sexy short story about a young woman and her dad's former friend!