Page 21 of Two for Joy

Romeo sighed, pressing his face to the bars. “Yes, I saw her.”

“Go on then…”

“She was wearing a white shirt, three top buttons undone, and the bra beneath was pink, hot pink.”

“Yeah, that’s good, and her hair.”

“She wore it down, but her bangs are too short to tuck behind her ear, it falls into her face all the time. She had fake lashes on, red nails, red lipstick, too. She kept licking them.”

Will groaned. “Sounds sexy, tell me more.”

“When she winked, her mascara stuck her eyelids together.”

“Yeah—wait, what?”

“And she carried the distinct smell of horse manure.”

“You’re an asshole, Romeo, you can’t even smell her through the barrier.”

Romeo snorted, shaking his head.

“I’ve only seen her once, but I remember she was hot, like secretary hot.”

“When did you see her?”

“Months ago, she came down here.”

“I don’t remember that.”

“You were in the yard. That rookie, Ben, walked her down here. She’s smoking hot, sexy voice, one flutter of those eyelashes and I’d spill all my darkest secrets. I got hard when she spoke to me through the bars.”

Romeo rolled his eyes. “Are you that led by your cock?”

“Yes.”

“Why did Ben bring her down here?”

“He’s a twenty-five-year-old rookie.” Will said, in an isn’t-it-obvious tone. “I doubt he needed much convincing from Holly, she’s smoking, a clear eleven out of ten, kid was practically drooling. If she had asked to open the cell he probably would’ve just to please her.”

“He’s got no chance with her, just like Paul’s got no chance with her. She gives them enough to get what she wants, clever girl.”

“Why can’t she write an article on me instead of you?”

“Because you’re not attractive enough.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m not trying to anger you, it’s just a fact.”

“You’re a real heartless asshole.”

“Yes, I am. I’m not gonna cry about it, not anymore, and I’m saying it like it is.”

“We can’t all look like you.”

“Hence my point.”

“Huh?”

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