Vera’s POV.

 

The moment  David swing the car into the garage of the mansion, I bustle out of my seatbelt and unlock the door.

Without a backward glance, I stumble off.  I didn’t  even talk to him all the while he was trying to cook up a conversation  between  us because 

all I kept thinking was what Claire did to him at the gym.

 

And…his blatant rejection.

Trust me, I don’t plan on making it easy on him tonight. The man must realize I’m a full fledge lady with tits and round, bumpy ass.

 

I sashay my hips around, walking off and into the house.

 

“Kid…” I hear him calling...