CHAPTER 92

I stared at her flatly.

“Because that’s what they all are, honey. They’re all good with it until they’re not and they leave you in the dust as they speed away to something better.”

“My aunt, always the cynic.”

“Realistic, Gina. I’m realistic.”

I got back up and poured my coffee. “You would know, right? One marriage accounts for all the men in the world.”

“It accounts for all the men with an ounce of self-respect. You and I both know George won’t stand for you escorting if you’re in a relationship.”

My fingers curled around the lip of the counter, and I took a deep breath. “I know. He’s made that crystal clear several times.”

“So he should. Call girls don’t have relations

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• CALL GIRL #1   CHAPTER 135

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• CALL GIRL #1   CHAPTER 134

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• CALL GIRL #1   CHAPTER 133

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