ELEANOR POV
"I’ll pick you up by 3 p.m, Miss." Vandiver says
"Sure, no problem."
I find my way into the shop, feeling happy and unsure. Happy that the money is there, but unsure if I’ve just been bought and cut off.
What made me think it was a good idea to tell a man like that how I wanted to be f****d while I was asleep?
"Are your fats blocking your ears, too?"
Johnny says, staring me down. He lives nearby and always opens the shop. Most times, he is absent before I come.
"Good morning."
"I knew you were cunny and tactless, never knew you will throw yourself at a man like Banks Wellington."
How did he know?
"You even kissed him in front of the shop."
This is why I needed to stop.
"Is your flapping skin covering your cunt, you will beg anyone to f**k you?"
Ignore him, Eleanor.
