Jason Demovic was still shaking as he walked unevenly down the steps of Melissa's building. His experience with Melissa was the last thing he had expected this morning--but then, she hadn't given him anything he had expected up until now so why should he be so rattled, so surprised?

"Fuck." He said slowly and ran a trembling hand through his thick, tousled hair.

His limo slid up in front of him as though the vehicle could read his thoughts. He got into the car without a word, glanced at the child booster seat next to the passenger side window and then took out his phone.

"It's me." He said. "Have...