The luxury convertible growls on the restaurant parking lot. Engine hums like a predator. I step out, cape swirling, hiding the sheer black dress, sky-high heels clicking asphalt. Georges smirks behind the wheel. ‘No old Multipla tonight, princess.’ I slide…
City buzz hums below Isabelle’s apartment. Heart racing. I ring the bell. Door swings open. Kevin. Play the surprise. ‘Kevin? What are you doing here?’ He grins, boyish face still round. ‘College break. Back home. Kiss?’ Four pecks on smooth…
Le Château Cassé. Isolated stone farmhouse. End of the world. Friday afternoon. My heart pounds. Philippe’s R4 green pulls up. Twenty-five. Ripe. I stand at the door. Black dress hugs my curves. Low neckline. Knees bare. He eyes me like…