Chapter 21 The Taste Test

Valentina

Audrey’s voice is the first thing I hear.

High. Effervescent. Gag-inducing.

Audrey is perched on the edge of the leather guest chair, one bare leg crossed too tightly over the other. Her skirt—a joke of a garment—has ridden up so high it barely qualifies as fabric. She wears what ...

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