Jeffery brought Karen back to his place instead of hitting up a hotel. He always thought hotels were more like hookup joints, and that just wasn’t the vibe he was aiming for with Karen.

Standing at the front door of his townhouse, Karen peered inside, then spun around to fix Jeffery with a questioning stare.

“Why’d you bring me here?”

She half-expected them to make a beeline for a hotel or something.

But here they were, smack in the middle of Eldorria City’s swanky suburbia. If she wasn’t mistaken, this chic townhouse was Jeffery’s own pad.

“You’re not expecting… you know?” she quizzed him, leaving Jeffery momentarily at a loss for words.

With a press of his fingerprint, the door unlocked and he gestured inside, “Come on in.”

Hesitant, Karen finally stepped through the door into a dwelling that oozed luxury and was strikingly similar to a fancy hotel lobby. Polished marble sculpted into high-end decor, furniture that screamed ‘I cost a fortune,’ and a chandelier so massive that its crystals dazzled the eyes.

The place was every bit the peacock nest that fit a man like Jeffery.

must’ve brought home his fair share of company. It was a perfect way to flaunt wealth and make any woman think that if she played her cards right,

entrance. He approached and presented her with a

wasn’t rolling in dough, she knew the

thanks, I’ll go barefoot,” she declined, feeling unworthy of the extravagantly

as he sensed her hesitation.

her eyes without thinking

have you said that

“What line?”

mimicked, shrugging. “Bet you’ve told every girl that,

Why would I just bring any girl here? My folks swing by from

were always elsewhere, definitely confined to

yet here I am,”

& Stay

my business,” Karen waved her hand dismissively. She had been tired of his

it, Mr. Turner, I’m really in a

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