We had arrived downtown at some office building. A Valet showed up at Sterling’s door. He rolled down the tinted window and told him it would be one moment.
I got out of the SUV and was met by Parker who was holding a bag that looked like it was holding some clothing inside and Quinton, who gave me a knowing grin.
“Here you go you little stud you,” Parker chuckled.
“Watch her,” Sterling snatched the bag out of his hand.
“So demanding,” Parker closed the door.
The awkward silence building around us. Were they just like Sterling? How many of them are there? Were they waiting for Sterling to leave me with them before they sank their teeth into me?
It was like they knew what I was thinking.
“Don’t worry. We don’t bite,” Quinton smiled, patting my head.
“Well, not something that doesn’
