tomorrow to read it over?”
Read it now, sign it now, I need you out of my life. This is
craziness and it needs to stop. “Are you that much of a glutton
for punishment? Does your pussy like being so wet that you
make a mess of my desk?”
Coralyn was shocked by Giana’s filthy words. She chose
them with purpose, but while her little speech inflamed
Coralyn’s cheeks, it also hardened her resolve. “If I come
tomorrow at seven, does that work for you?”
“You mean show up. Because if you’re planning on coming
at seven, then it might need a little bit of planning and foreplay
and you should arrive slightly early.”
That earned her an actual eyeroll. “Hilarious. That’s funny.
Good to know you can make jokes like a normal person, even
if a normal person doesn’t use humor like that.” She did up the
buttons on her coat, raked her fingers through her hair to try to
tame the mess, and shrugged. “Okay. See you at seven
tomorrow.”
Giana was already planning exactly what she was going to
do with Coralyn the following evening, and very little of it
involved reading paperwork. She didn’t trust anyone, but she
trusted Coralyn enough to let her see herself out.
She trusted that she’d be back the next night as she said, and
for some reason, Giana was actually looking forward to it.
Chapter 15
Giana
The doorbell rang exactly at seven. It might be funny, if it
was anyone else, how precise Coralyn was. She knew Giana
liked punctuality. What did she do? Wait out there until the
numbers rolled over on her phone and then knock?