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Chapter 13 – Fiona–1

Fiona finishes saying good morning to Kent and stops at our little table on the way out.

“This beauty must be Fay,” she says as she arrives, giving me a big smile.

She has a thick New York accent, a little like Fran Drescher, and I can’t help but be charmed by her sweet, brusk nature.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I say.

“Oh baby,” she says, wrinkling her nose at me. “I already know all about you. Big Boy over there told me everything,” she says, nodding at him over her shoulder.

I blush again. Big Boy?

Seriously?

What woman has the balls to call Kent Lippert Big Boy?

I laugh despite myself. “All good things, I hope.”

“Only the best,” she replies. “I’ll catch you two babies later,” she says, swooping down to give Daniel a kiss on the cheek as she goes. “And you,” she points a manicured nail at me, “you’re going shopping with me later, okay? Okay.”

She leaves without waiting for a response.

imagine thrives in a world like this.

I look down at myself, feeling like a flat piece of plain white paper beside her.

“Sorry about that,” Daniel says, his voice a little frustrated.

“Why?” I look up at him, surprised.

“It’s just embarrassing, to have them around,” he whispers, leaning forward so that only I hear him. “My dad could fill every room in this house with his lovers, if he wanted to,” he says. “Although Fiona is…a favorite.”

I nod, understanding. “I can see why. She’s so beautiful.”

cock my head to

women all over. Some stay for a night, some for months. Fiona has lasted years now, but it’s

but feel a

him up. “I think he’s rude, and domineering, and he likes to make

a lie. But it’s worth it for

at me with real affection. “You’re the only one who thinks that. I’m glad to have you on my

and put my hand on top of his.

door to my room flies open again. “Shopping time!,” Fiona says, almost pulling me

eagerly bustles me out of the room. “Where are we going!?”

steps. “I’m just so glad Daniel finally brought a girl home so I

I hurry behind her. “Shopping? I really don’t think Kent’s going to let me leave the house.”

a set of double doors close to the garages. “That’s the great thing about this place, we don’t have to leave. The shopping come to

that, she pushes open the doors, revealing

before me. There are stacks and stacks of luxury goods neatly arranged on hangers and racks. There’s even a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. To my

my god,” I say,

asks, standing proudly in the middle of the

in boxes, but I made him let me organize it. You know,” she shrugs, “really give it that Rodeo Drive feeling.”

I’ve only ever seen in fashion spreads – Balenciaga, Hermes,

all come from?”

beckoning me over to her. “Personal shoppers, mostly. Kent likes to look good, but he doesn’t like to go to stores.” I join her at a velvet settee in front of a trifold mirror. “The rest,”

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Gifts

– Fiona-2

my head at her, confused.

have the cash.” She

say, my eyes

“You’re so cute with your little blushes. It’s

smile at her, biting my lip as she moves over to a pile of silk and

but if you see anything else you like, just tell me.” She starts to hold

hesitating. “Picked them

you?

feel my face go as white as a sheet. Seeing the change in my demeanor, Fiona

a deep breath

quick squeeze. “Well, nothing’s going to make you feel more confident

is reverent as she holds up a gorgeous velvet gown, midnight blue with gauzy fabric