My breath is fogging the glass because I'm trying to get a better look up her skirt. What is it going to be like when she's living in my home? Torture. But not knowing where she's living or if she's safe would be a hundred times worse.
She leans closer to the glass and I can't help it, I can't keep my gaze from devouring her perky t**s where they spill out of her neckline. Braless. She obviously took off the white underthing to sleep. God help me. "If you give me the waitressing job," she says through the glass. "I'll come with you."
This girl is going to cause absolute bedlam in the casino. But in that moment, I would give my life in exchange to have her warm in my apartment, eating a meal. Safe. "Very well, Talia. But there will be rules."
A few seconds tick by. Then she unlocks the r
