2019, March 26th
Paris, France (Aaron)
"Where is she?" I asked, answering my phone as I left the restaurant five minutes after Zoey did.
"About to have a surprise visitor," said Cassandra, as she watched Zoey storm down the streets of Paris in 5 inch heel boots.
"That didn't take him long, did it?"
"You really went all out. No wonder she stormed out."
"Isn't that the point of a honey trap?"
"She looks like a hooker."
"Yeah, a really, really hot one."
"Did you at least get something?"
"Yeah, talk back at the hotel."
(Zoey)
I don't know how I keep getting into situations with Aaron that allowed him to make me angry.
Feeling the skin tight, strapless little, black dress pulling up against my thighs, I kept pulling the dress down, only to have to pull it back up. To add insult t
