Ghost Lover
Her armless silk gown was covered in mud, and above her knees showed her ebony thighs.
" Are you a sex worker?"
Tasha's fist tightened, but she managed to hide it behind her. How dare he assume a thing like that about her, he was lucky she needed him to get out of here. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves
" Do I look like one to you?"
He nodded his head, indicating she did.
"Well I'm not, I'm sorry if you aren't used to seeing ladies dress and go out to dates or night parties because I'm guessing you haven't been to one"