- Quick Book Romance
Romance by Sky Taylor, Free love stories under the Trinity Moon
The Apple & the Snake
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The Apple & the Snake, A Quick Book Romance by Sky Taylor - Page 5 “Actually, I’m quite enjoying myself,” he countered, turning back around to look at the old lady and her cat again. “You’re the one who is uptight - can’t wait to get back to begin the new project even at this late hour,” he went on to mock, Mitch aware of the mockery laced into his response. “Morey, we’ll discuss this later. For now, please drive around her-” “No - you drive around her, Mr. Fontaine - correction. That’s Mitch from now on because I quit.” Through the rear-view mirror he delivered a saucy smile to Mitch’s shocked looking face. “You-you what?” “I quit. Should have a long time ago,” Morey told him. “I have plenty of money to last me though my days. Rather than trying to pacify your needs, I should have been pacifying mine.” “Morey, you’re just upset right now-” “Nope. I’m fully competent.” “Of course you are. In fact, you’re highly competent. That’s why you’re my right arm. I couldn’t do without you, surely you realize that?” “Well, it’s time to cut that right arm right off,” Morey told him, turning to seize his face again. “But forget about me - just look at you. What are you? Forty-five? Fifty?” “Thirty-nine,” Mitch corrected, a bit taken aback by his assistant’s assumption. Make that former assistant, he silently mocked.
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