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?

a solid job and still picks

as

the effort,"

didn't respond, and sensing the moment was right, I suggested to Fanny, "Let's go, the show

fixed her gaze on Phipps, "Ever lost a

"I'm an only child!"

"Your parents hit the genetic

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

aside from his face,

he's

information he gave. I'm not sure if he's Ernest or not Fanny

silent, pondering how to further

he might not be Ernest,

been close

long enough. He

private areas. Why don't you find

recall, "Ernest has a mole on the back of

Fanny nudged me with