Wicked Little Sins

Quinn

Quinn was finally moments away from her dad's home. She was barely able to contain herself as the cab pulled up in front of the house.

"This is it," she said.

She dug through her purse, taking out some cash and tossing it at the cab driver. She was sure that was plenty enough for the ride.

"Hey, hey, hey, you try to jip me lady!" The Indian man yelled at her as she tried to get in the trunk.

Quinn sighed, rifling her purse for something else. She knew she was out of money.

"That should cover it," Vinnie said, leaning into the cab and handing the cab driver a twenty. Quinn stopped looking and zipped up her purse. At last, the trunk popped open, and she looked up at Vinnie as she tugged at her suitcase. A big smile crept across her face. She couldn't get over how hot he was or how her sister had managed to land such a catch. She'd seen him dance and she imagined he was a beast in the bedroom.

"Let me get that," Vinnie said, beaming a sly smile at her. She controlled her urge to gush.

"It's been too long, Vinnie. Where have you been all my life?" she flirted, grazing her hand on his forearm. Vinnie slammed the trunk shut, giving a quick knock to let the cabbie know he could leave.

"I've been with your sister, remember?" he asked, winking at her.

Quinn bit her lip. He was so intense. She loved how he smelled of cigar smoke. And how he looked like he wanted to attack you when he talked. His eyes were incredibly sexy and his accent made her go weak at the knees.

"Oh yeah, of course. I have missed Everly." She rolled her eyes, taking off her jacket. It wasn't that she was hot, she just wanted him to check her out and maybe see what he was missing. It felt a bit wrong to do it, but she was young and Vince and her sister weren't married. What'd she have to lose? Her mother had always told her when you want something, you should try your best to go for it. She didn't see why that should be any different just because of whose he was.

She headed up the stairs with such spunk, but when she reached the door and saw Everly inside, she regretted her actions toward Vinnie. She knew it was wrong. She'd have to keep reminding herself of that.

"Shall we?" she said, looking back at Vinnie. He held his stare on her rear-end intentionally to let her know he noticed. He loved the stupid games girls played with him, there was no denying that. He also knew how easy Quinn was, and that she kept stringing along her rich boyfriend. He had no respect for the girl.

"Of course," he said, giving another wink that he was certain would be enough to have her fantasizing about him tonight when she climbed into bed.

Quinn laughed when her two older sisters rushed her. They both squeezed her tight, telling her she looked fantastic, yet tired, how skinny she looked and all the other things they usually said when they hadn't seen her in a while.

"How was the flight?" Everly asked Quinn, they all headed for the kitchen. Quinn reassured them it was great as she looked around for Ethan.

"Quinn's here, Dad!" Charley shouted. Her dad turned from the pot on the stove, a large saucy ladle in hand. He scooped her up like a little rag doll, her feet dangling as he mashed her around. She'd always hated his hugs.

"My little Quinn Rose, it's good to see you. Where's that hotshot boyfriend of yours?" he asked.

Quinn surveyed her white shirt for signs of tomato sauce before answering her goofy father.