No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Fanny cracked a playful smile, "Handsome, are you that much of a saint that a little touch is off-limits?"

"Apologies, but we're strictly in the business of performance, not pleasure. Please, let's keep it professional," Phipps replied, nodding slightly with a courteous bow. Faced with such a firm yet polite man, Fanny knew better than to push her luck. She withdrew her hand and continued her inquiry, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-nine!"

Fanny nodded, looking up at him slightly, "And your height?"

"Six feet and a half!"

She glanced around once more, "Did you go to college?"

"Yes, I studied Al and Robotics."

Fanny clicked her tongue, "That's a hot field right now."

The unsaid implication was that it seemed a waste for someone with such a prestigious degree to work as a model.

"This is just a side gig for me," Phipps revealed, catching me off guard.

Is everyone hustling this hard these days?

he has a solid job

as ambitious as him, I felt somewhat

putting in the effort," Fanny echoed,

and sensing the moment was right, I suggested to Fanny, "Let's go, the show is

leave, Fanny fixed her gaze

"I'm an only child!"

lightly, "Your parents hit the genetic

once we were out of earshot, she questioned, "Did his answers match up

from his face, nothing

says he's not

face is identical. Yet, the voice is different, and so is the information he gave. I'm not sure if

how to further

was hard to give up the thought that he might not be Ernest, but the evidence

been

long enough. He

scars or moles in private areas. Why don't you find an

recall, "Ernest has a mole on the back

only place? What about...other areas?" Fanny nudged