Chapter 40

Quintessa flicked her cigarette butt, “Not as much as you.”

Is that it?”

Quintessa nodded, “Yeah, energetic.”

The guy across from her choked a bit on his smoke, drawling, “You scared off tonight.”

my

date

Quintessa snorted, “And you guys blasted away any chance of sleep for me tonight.”

up, how about you

cigarette on the balcony rail, and said, “Buddy, I only play for keeps. Not into second–hand

of her hand, she turned to head back to bed. As she slid the patio door shut behind her, she heard the neighbor curse, “What

was frustrated; looked like they

dawn peeked through, just after 6 AM, Violet was

sleep, yawned and shuffled to the door with tousled hair. She opened the door,

she heard Violet chatting excitedly with someone else, “Great Snow Jackson,

a sliver and spotted a familiar figure the

Violet; instead, he asked,

debut. We’d love it

the future.”

“Sure thing.”

in a black nightgown, not prudish, not overly sexy, but the color set off her fair complexion. Leaning there, the epitome of sleepiness, with half–lidded eyes and slightly parted red lips, her wild hair made what should’ve been a disheveled look into something irresistibly

timing. I’m shooting a music video

17:07

the right vibe. Think we

To star in Great Snow Jackson’s music video is

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