“Ahh, there’s my favorite girl,” the slimy voice said from behind her.
“How you doing, Jessa?”
Jessa hid a shudder, determined to show no reaction. But how did he manage to make her name sound like a dirty s*x act?
She continued to move down the line, smiling her thanks as food was portioned out onto her plate. Some days she longed to use some of her cash supply and stay in a motel for the night. Just a cheap one. Somewhere that she could be alone. Where there wasn’t a room full of other women, snoring and farting and where she didn’t have to put up with weasels like Ronald hassling her.
Right now, she’d give anything to be back in the diner with Damien. She just couldn’t get him out of her mind, those deep, brown eyes, his sexy voice and his wide shoulders. How would it feel to have h
