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Holly

#twominutesinheaven

Daisy

Hopefully it’s not a micro. And he’s not eighty.

Kinsley

Thanks for that. Not like I don’t have enough to worry about.

Daisy

On the plus side, if he is eighty, he might not be able to get it up. Then he can pay you to fuck yourself while he watches.

Ava

Daisy!

Kinsley

Who are you right now?

Daisy

Is that not better? At least she doesn’t have to fuck him. I’m trying to look at the bright side. Everyone likes to watch, right?

No?

You guys are lame.

TWENTY-TWO

Kinsley

As I’m nearingmy apartment door, I slow, eyeballing the suspicious package sitting outside in the hallway. Is this some sort of odd welcome package from Cherry Bid? Like, “Congratulations on selling your body; here’s a box of chocolates.”

It’s kinda odd, but if they want to send me free chocolate, who am I to say no?

So I scoop up the box, balancing it under one arm while I unlock the door, and toss it on the kitchen island once I get inside.

What is that?Colin greets me with a quick hug, something new he’s been doing since we found out about the surgery.

“I’m not sure,” I respond, making sure to face him while I take off my heels and drop my purse by the front door. “Maybe I have a secret admirer.”

That’s better than telling him that some random man, possibly an eighty year old who can’t get it up, is paying me a bunch of money to explore my previously uncharted territory and may have sent me a gift. Yeah, secret admirer is much safer.

He rolls his eyes, quickly ripping the box open, and freezes.It’s for me.

Really? Who’s it from?My brows scrunch as I make my way over to the island and peer at the handwritten note he’s pulling from the box.

Colin,

Turns out, I have a client who works with RL Stine and was able to get my hands on an early copy of his new book. I’ve also taken the liberty of including the Hardy Boys, a favorite of mine growing up and the Key House books that were recommended to me by a friend. I hope you enjoy. Don’t tell your sister; I’d hate for her to think I’m a nice guy.

Your new friend,

Brantley