“We have to wait another damn hour.” Piper pouts as she slouches down in the chair beside me. “I hate traveling during the holidays. I swear there is always a delay.” Her sweet fragrance drifts past my nose. It’s warm, like cinnamon and apples. Her burgundy braid swings before it finally settles, her bangs flapping as she stares ahead. She’s a lot prettier than I imagined she’d be. She’s clearly mixed with something—I assume African-American and Caucasian blood. “You aren’t upset, ar...e you?” she asks. “I mean, you haven’t said much today. I hope my impatient ass and the delay isn’t bugging you.” Is she kidding? I’ve dealt with much worse during my job endeavors. If anything, Piper is a step above my usual client. She’s wild, a bit all over the place at times, but I find it cute. “The delay isn’t bugging me at all.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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