“Wh-hat? What that you say?”
“Sorry, but yeah. It’s true,” Holly continued. “He wants me to help set you up. He wants to sleep with you.”
“Oh ‘olly. You’re not suggesting...”
Holly dropped her chin and pulled a tissue from a box on the desk. “God, no! No... no... no, Juan. I didn’t mean that. I got myself into this mess.” Holly leaned forward and placed her arms close about Juan's neck and pulled her close.
“But he want s*x from me?” Juan sniffed.
“Yeah. Called you a big beautiful heifer.”
Juan stiffened. “Heifer?” she asked, indignation suddenly on her lips. “Heifer? Dat cow, huh?”
“Yeah... ‘dat cow’ ...but he did say beautiful! Big and beautiful,” Holly confirmed, pulling back, and somewhat surprised to feel a smile slowly working into the corners of her lips.
Juan’s eyes narrow
