Fin's POV
The moment I got the notification, I was quick to respond my attendance to the job. I'd spent all week thinking about her, how she would taste - maybe if I just had one taste, I would get her out of my system. I was sitting in my office filing some paperwork to get Princes' hotels finalised by the end of the month, he's a damn slave driver, he called me half the week asking if everything was in order. I had assured him it was, I am nothing if not a perfectionist, and he knew that. I packed away the files, locked my desk and headed out of my office. I was going to make an effort tonight, let's just hope she's been waiting to see me.
I arrive at my first pick up location, Ashley's apartment down the road from Morgan's. I confirm through the app that I have arrived, then I see 3 girls heading through the lobby. I see Ashley stumble over her heals and laugh it off while another girl, slightly taller dark brown hair, almost black, wearing a tight black dress and some high strappy heels pulls her up. Ashley is barely wearing anything at all, not that I'm surprised, but it was a strange look from her attire from the meeting on Monday. They get in the back seat of my car,
"Finleyyyyyy, you're driving us to the bar" I hear Ashley squeal in excitement.
"Yes ma'am, I am" I respond pleasantly.
"To Morgan's" she screams out, while throwing her arms in the air. This girl is already wasted!
I take off down the road headed to Morgan's Apartment Complex, the ride was short but it felt like an hour. I manage to make a full stop, while my brain is contemplating my next move. The girls hurry out of the car screaming "we'll be back, don't move!" I wasn't planning on it. I get out of my car and pull out a Marlboro blue and lean up against my car, I know they will be a while so I may as well just wait. I finish up my cigarette and whip out my phone to check my work emails, of course most of them are from Prince or related to the apartments. I love my job, I love the fact that I make my own hours but if I could change one thing, it would be,to be done with Prince and his corporation.
Moments go past and I hear heels and giggling through the lobby, I know the girls are coming and I choose to keep my head down. As I hear their approach, I cock my head slightly to see my girl before she heads on over to the car. I look over and see her, shes walking next to Ashley laughing and unaware of her surroundings, her long blonde hair is down tonight, straight and beaming light from the tall light posts surrounding the walk way. She's in a pair of dark jeans and a simple tank top with thin straps and she looks stunning. I can't help but smile involuntarily at her beautifully curvaceous body. She was proportionate in all the right places, and she wasn't afraid to let some skin show, I like a woman who dresses confidently.
She finally looks up from Ashley and looks towards the car, it's like she needs to catch her breath when she sees me standing here waiting for them - has she been thinking about me like I have her? She takes a short step and then finds her footing and continues over to the car.
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