Chapter 22
Quinn had wanted this more than anything, she realized as she stood in the elevator with Maya, but this was not her doing, which made it all the more enthralling. She had flirted and had initiated a first, very tentative move, but she certainly hadn’t expected Maya to kiss her in the bar.
Upon arrival at Maya’s, first the door of the cab had been opened for her, followed by the front door of the building. This was a swankiness Quinn wasn’t used to. Her friends didn’t live in buildings with doormen who pressed the elevator button for you. She and Griff lived in a fourth-floor walk-up that left them breathless every time they climbed the stairs.
“Are you hungry?” Maya flicked on the lights.
Quinn whistled through her teeth. “How much was that dance school of yours worth?” she
