Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27724 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27724 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“Um ... what?” she sputters. “What’s going on?”
“You tell us, Candy. What the hell are you doing here?” I rasp.
“I go to school at Western. You do too?” she gasps, her cheeks going pale. I can’t help but notice that today, the young woman’s dressed prim and proper in a pink cardigan buttoned to the very top, as well as a knee-length denim skirt and cute sneakers. Her long blonde hair is tied up in a bouncy ponytail, without a speck of make-up on her face.
My brother and I share a glance.
“Yeah, there’s a chapter of Sigma Epsilon Chi at Western,” Brent drawls, setting his backpack down on a chair with a smirk. “We’re the Omegas.”
“But Western is so far from the cabin!” Candy squeals with shock, rooted to her seat and unable to stand. Now, her cheeks are bright red and she looks like she wants to evaporate, or disappear into quicksand. “Why don’t you go to a school closer to there?”
I grin while setting my backpack down as well.
“Why don’t you?” I ask pointedly. “Seems like we all traveled quite the distance for our little ... uh, rendezvous in the woods. But no harm, no foul, sweetheart. Your little secret is safe with us. Sweet Lies, hmmm? How did you get into that anyways, Candy? Or should I call you Cindy?”
The curvy girl’s mouth snaps shut, her blue eyes at once horrified and shooting sparks. Her pretty pout opens again, and then shuts with no sound because it seems our beautiful tutor wasn’t prepared to see her clients again ... and yet here we are.
7
Cindy
This is a complete nightmare. It’s a total clusterfuck, and I blink really slow, as if willing the situation away with a dose of magical thinking. But of course, no such thing happens, and the two handsome men lower their forms into chairs across from me while smirking.
“So tell us how you got into escorting,” Brent drawls, one black brow lifted.
“We’d love to know,” his brother adds, tapping one big finger gently against the tabletop. “This is going to be an interesting story because I had no idea Western co-eds moonlighted as escorts.”
At that, my voice comes back.
“I’m not an escort!” I snap. “I don’t even work for Sweet Lies, at least not really. It’s my roomie. She had a big test to study for, and her scholarship depends on it, so she begged me to sub for her. She’s the one who works for Sweet Lies.”
The handsome men appear thoughtful while exchanging a look.
“Okay,” Brandon drawls in a nonchalant tone. “So the rendezvous at the cabin was your first time?”
“It was,” I say in an indignant tone while sitting up straight. “I didn’t get paid. It was all for my friend Kiki. She’s the one collecting a paycheck.”
The gorgeous twins share another look, and I can’t but help notice how arresting they are. Both Brandon and Brent are tall, with charcoal-black hair and piercing blue eyes. Their jaws are square and skin bronzed, revealing flashing white teeth whenever they smile. Although at the moment, they’re not smiling because they look completely serious.
“Sweetheart, we don’t mean to rain on your parade, but are you certain your friend had an exam that couldn’t be put off? I mean, subbing as an escort is a big thing. That’s not something friends usually ask of one another.”
I stare at the men.
“First of all, I’m not an escort,” I bite stiffly. “I thought it was just going to be some flirtatious games and a lot of innuendo. And yes, of course I’m sure! I’ve known Kiki since forever, and she definitely has an important anatomy test today. In fact, I think she’s taking it right at this moment. She would never ask me to do something like that for her if she wasn’t desperate.”
The gorgeous twins exchange another look, although it’s somewhat unreadable.
“Okay,” Brent says in a soothing tone. “You and Kiki are just closer than most friends. We get it.”
“Girls are so self-sacrificing,” Brandon murmurs, more to himself than anyone. “Shit, I wouldn’t do that if you promised me a million bucks, much less for free.”
I stare at the twins.
“I don’t appreciate your commentary,” I grind out between my teeth, my cheeks flushing. “You don’t know Kiki, and you don’t know me either, so I’d appreciate it if you kept your remarks to yourself.”
“Yes, of course,” Brandon apologizes immediately, holding up one hand. “Let’s just say my brother and I are cynical motherfuckers, and we never take anything at face value. Shit happens,” he says with a shrug of those broad shoulders. “We always expect the worst.”
I stare at them.
“Wow, that’s pessimistic. But let me ask you the same question then – why were you at the cabin?”
The two men share another look before turning to smile at me. They’re so handsome that my breath is taken away momentarily, my big bust rising at falling visibly.