most private clients preferred discretion. The apartment was sleek, all marble glass. A woman who appeared to be in fifties let me in, she introduced herself as Lisa and inf

was in a meeting and would

His dark hair ruffled like he had ran his hands through it sevrally. His face set in an apprehensive smile. He took two steps forward and leaned aga

id, still wearing

knife and sn

d you find me? I never

d confused at the same time.

, you blocked me. I had to do some research. I'm sorr

ause I didn't want to speak to you o

briefly. When he faced

k, go ahead and finish up

and placed a pan on the stove, oil hissing as it met the pan. I was going to finish preparing the meal and get the hell out. He can go screw himself

dy seated. There was grilled salmon, charred lemon, roasted vegetable, steak and mashed potato. I

e sit

uests, where are your guests?" I removed my wr

oining, please seat an

obliging. I quietly sat down on the ch

e was savoring the food. The click of cutlery against porce

has proven quite difficult, I can't seem to do casu

ound. "I don't date men who treat me like enter

, three years. I have two kids, they live with the

tighten. "You did

an to leave the way I did, I just-" H

t. I've gone a while just keeping it simple, b

able, not knowing what to d

making me feel like cheap trash

face. "I really am sorry, please let me m

. We talked a lot over dinner, I got to know he works as an

here, I host guests her

owly

d I, my baby sister. I didn't mention that Monica was an addict and currently in rehab. That was too much personal informati