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“Well, he’s certainly dreamy, isn’t he?” Sarah asks as soon as I get in the car. Red hops onto the seat next to her and rests his head on her lap. She seems to have that effect on all males.
“Now,” Sarah says, “tell us absolutely everything about you and this Jake person, and don’t leave out any of the good parts. Unless they’d embarrass Daniel, in which case, Daniel, I’ll have to ask you to leap out of the vehicle. Driver, go slowly.”
The car interior is too dark for me to see either of them clearly, but I can feel Daniel’s eyes on me.
“There’s nothing to tell,” I say. “He works for my parents. They sent him as an escort.”
“Why can’t our parents ever send me with an escort who looks like that?” Sarah asks. “It’s always either Daniel or our Aunt Miriam.”
“So what about you and Bry
