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and then pauses, like she’s trying to figure out something. “I can ask your father if it’s okay to allow you to use mine. I don’t mind.”
    “I can take you,” Addison rushes out.
    “Yeah, that’s not necessary,” I say. “I’ll wait for Sally’s car or take a cab.”
    “You’re going to be paying a butt load of cab fare around here. It’s fine. I don’t have anything to do. I wanted to get out of the house, anyways.”
    “Cool, thanks.”
    This is a bad fucking idea.
    She finishes off her food. “I’m going to shower real quick and then we can go.”
    Sally waits until she disappears before bending down in front of me and resting her elbows on the counter. “I told you she’s a good girl. Don’t go breaking her heart, you hear me?”
    “You don’t have to worry about that. I’m not planning on being here long.”
     
    ***
     
    My cock pulsates when I see Addison come skipping down the stairs twenty minutes later. Her tits bounce up with each step and I lick my lips with hunger. The yellow sundress hugging her curves show off her toned legs. Her hair is wrapped up in some type of braid that’s running along the back of her ear, exposing her long neck.
    “You ready to go?” She asks.
    I take a step closer, noticing the hint of mascara on her lashes. Her plump lips are painted a pale pink. She has that whole minimal look going on, but she’s working it.
    The snap of her fingers in my face startles me. “You ready to go?” She asks again, whipping around and walking towards the garage. I fix my eyes on her perfect little ass on my way out.
    “Nice car,” I say, when I notice a white Mercedes sedan beep. “Did you buy this yourself?”
    She climbs into the driver’s side. “As a matter of fact, I did.”
    I slide into the tan leather seat. “Right …”
    “I did pay for it myself,” she fires back, defensively.
    “With what? Your sweet ass?”
    “No, asshole. I paid for it with my trust fund money.”
    I can’t help but bust out in laughter. “That’s not you paying for it. That’s mommy and daddy forking out their hard earned money to some spoiled rich girl. I bet you’ve never even had a job before.”
    I have a piece of shit Beretta at home that barely runs, but I worked hard for it. I was so proud of myself when I got the keys after working all summer. The fucker has broken down a few times, but she’s still a trooper.
    “Whatever, jackass,” she grumbles. She slams her foot down on the gas pedal and we go speeding backwards down the driveway.
    Damn, I hit a sensitive spot.
    “So tell me, why are you doing this?” I ask.
    “I told you I have nothing else to do. I needed some fresh air.”
    “Fresh air? You could’ve gotten that anywhere.”
    “Fine, I think you’re interesting. Plus, you’re like family now, so I figured we should get to know each other.”
    I point to myself. “Please tell me what makes me so intriguing to you, princess. That I don’t give a fuck? That I look different than your prim and proper family? Because I’ve been arrested?”
    “You don’t care about authority or what people think about you. You say what’s on your mind. I wish I could be like that.”
    “Trust me, you don’t want my shit. Keep walking down your goodie two-shoes trail and you’ll find yourself a nice little life complete with a white picket fence.”
    She rolls her eyes. “Forget it. Where do you want to look for a job at?”
    I scratch my temple. “I’m not sure. You got any ideas? I’ll take anything right now.”
    I spent almost all of my money on legal fees and my plane ticket out here. I need to make money and I need to make it fast so I can get my own place for the next six months. I looked up jobs on Craigslist last night, but there wasn’t shit.
    “You can try the country club. I know they’re hiring for the summer.”
    I snort, choking out a laugh. “I highly doubt they’ll hire me at a country club. Those places are filled with snotty