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“I can’t thank you enough.” She locks her door and then turns to me with a nervous look.

“No need to worry, Cher. As we discussed, nothing needs to happen between us tonight. We go to the dinner, show your boss that your husband disapproves of his advances, and remind himhow expensive a sexual harassment suit would be. Then we part ways.” I nod, and she sighs, finally taking my arm.

“A dance, a kiss, and then we leave.” I pat her hand to reassure her.

“Only if it’s necessary. I’ll take your lead on everything.” I let her slide into the limo first, then follow.

The night goes off without a hitch.

The boss man eyes me all night, and when Jane goes to the restroom, and he follows, I stand to go after him. I grab him right before he opens the women’s bathroom door. Slam him into the wall and inform him that men who don’t know the meaning of no might not wake up tomorrow.

I’m back in my seat before Jane knows what happened while her boss leaves to change his soiled pants. I have the young woman home safe before nine at night, and I” ‘m off to my second client just as the Viagra kicks in.

“Thanks, Roger. I’ll find my way home.” I know I’ll be here for hours, and I hate him waiting around.

“I have a book.” He shakes it at me, and I laugh.

He opens my door, and lights flash as I’m entering the world of Adult Entrainment. I’m escorting a famous Porn star to this year’s AVN awards.

All in a day’s work.

Chapter

Two

SIMONE

“I’m not fucking going.” I hold the phone to my ear with my shoulder as I water my plants.

“She’s your sister.” I scoff.

“So?” My mother knows precisely why we aren’t speaking.

Six months ago, I found her sucking off my finance at her fucking wedding rehearsal to his damn brother. Now she’s pregnant after getting her dream wedding, and I bet all the tea in China that the bitch doesn’t know which of the brothers is the father. And thanks to the genetics of identical twin brothers, not even a DNA test can tell either. I know. I looked it up.

Because I’m bitter and petty.

How did my life turn into this damn soap opera?

“You’re father will disown you.” I gasp.

“What?” He can’t be serious.

“Tyler wants you back and is holding your father’s job over his head.” She spits all that info on me in one breath, and my knees almost collapse.

This can not be happening.

“He can’t do that!” Mom’s laugh comes out hysterical.

“Men can do whatever the hell they want, and yours is playing dirty.” I shake my head.

“He’s not mine. He’s Sandra’s.” I hiss out her name like the curse it is.

She’s the selfish bitch that causes all this drama and is sitting pretty, living the high life while we all suffer the consequences of her actions.

“Sandra can’t fix this. You can.” Mom has always taken my sister’s side.

But this time, she’s gone too far. Hell, she didn’t even try to lie when Mom asked her if it was true. She just shrugged like she borrowed a pair of socks and forgot to return them.

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