The effect of the alcohol had not worn off yet. Thus, even after I rubbed my eyes, I was still slow to realize that a pretty woman had indeed been standing next to a beautiful—and familiar—sports car.
"Why are you here?" I asked her, not expecting to see Erin, of all people, come to my neighborhood, especially at this hour.
"Why?" Erin raised an eyebrow and slowly approached me. "Why does it seem like you're not happy to see me? I haven't seen you pick up your kid from school in a while. Have you been that busy these days?" Erin stood before me, crossing her arms coolly as she inspected me from head to toe.
Her outfit was chic, and although it was not very sexy, it was able to complement the woman's mature and sophisticated aura. It definitely highlighted her body's excellent points.
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