7

The next week flew by for Scarlett. A complete and utter whirlwind of activity from Maverick taking her out the day after their first night and insisting on just buying her more comfortable clothes for her to wear before the movers could move all of her things into the space he had given her in the apartment. She had insisted that nothing really needed to be changed, but he told her to make it a home.

When she had gone back to her apartment to get a few of her personal items and to tell Marie what was going to happen, she could see the anger in the other woman’s eyes as they flashed. Though Scar had not said anything about the money or the job itself, it was there in the middle of the room like an elephant just waiting to be addressed.

“So, he is just having you live with him?” Marie asked snidely. “I mean seriously Scarlett is his dick that good that you want to give up your freedom?”

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