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.”

how about you

drag, crushed the cigarette on the balcony rail, and said, “Buddy, I only play for keeps.

back to bed. As she slid the patio

lifted. Someone was frustrated; looked like they

just after 6 AM, Violet was already

hair. She opened the door, eyes half–closed, leaning lazily

with someone else, “Great Snow Jackson, you

eyes a sliver and spotted a familiar figure the thrill–seeker from the balcony last

guy didn’t even respond to Violet; instead, he asked, looking at Quintessa, “Violet, is she

love it

the future.”

“Sure thing.”

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

timing. I’m shooting a music video

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lead actress. She’s got the right vibe. Think we could get her

Jackson’s music video is a dream come true for

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