Quinn’s eyes widen like I’ve just cursed her out. “Are you kidding me? The woman is famous for having over three thousand pairs of shoes. Aren’t you the least bit curious to see that?”
I laugh as I get in the backseat and Quinn slides in up front next to her mother. “Honestly, I find it a little disgusting and wasteful to have so much excess.”
She shakes her head as she fastens her seatbelt. “Always the realist, aren’t you, Anna? One of these days something is going to break you out of that conservative shell of yours.”
“You know I’ve been this way since birth, Quinn. It’d take a real miracle to change my views after twenty-one years,” I answer, a hint of amusement in my voice.
“No. Not a miracle, Anna—a man,” she teases. “We’re going out tonight to find you a hot piece of male ass to loosen you up.”
My mouth drops open, completely mortified that Quinn is talking to me like that with her mother around. It would be one thing for her to say that to me when we were alone, but it’s absolutely mortifying in front of an audience. My father would’ve given me a stern lecture and forbidden me to ever see Quinn again, even if she was flesh and blood. He wouldn’t care. Someone like Quinn doesn’t fit his mold.
When I don’t reply, Quinn glances back over her shoulder, gauging my reaction. “Come on, Anna. Mom is completely cool. She’s a single woman too. She gets it. Don’t ya, Ma?” Quinn nudges Aunt Dee’s elbow with her own.
Aunt Dee nods. “I do, but dear, you have to remember how Anna was raised. She isn’t used to people being so open and free.”
Quinn sighs. “Uncle Simon is too hardcore. I can’t even imagine living with him. It must’ve been torture.”
I adjust in the seat. It’s hard to hear someone else confirm that your life has been a living hell. I mean, I’ve known for a while now that I haven’t grown up like most people, but it’s been the only life I’ve ever known. Even though Aunt Dee and Quinn promised to help get me on my feet, it still wasn’t easy leaving.
There are so many things that are uncertain now, but I’m ready to face whatever comes at me, head on.
“Oh, and I talked to my boss about you yesterday. Andy says he can use another waitress since the one he just hired quit, so the jobs yours if you want it. All you have to do is fill out an application and you can start right away,” Quinn informs me.
I smile and place my hand on her shoulder. “I’ll never be able to thank you enough. I’m truly grateful”—I put my other hand on Aunt Dee’s shoulder—“to both of you.”
Aunt Dee pats my hand. “You’re more than welcome, dear.”
I lean back in my seat. No matter how many times I thank them, it’s never going to be enough. It’s like they have given me a chance to live life my way for once. I’ll always be grateful.
“Anna, I know you probably don’t want to think about this right now, but I think you need to give your father a call and let him know you’re safe. My big brother will worry himself to death if he doesn’t at least know you’re with me. He’s probably worn a path in the marble floor and driven your poor mother crazy by now,” Aunt Dee says as she merges onto the freeway.
I sigh. “I can’t. I lost my phone on the plane.”
“Oh, shit,” Quinn says. “Do you have the insurance plan so you can get a new one?”
I shrug. “No idea. Father pays the bill. But it should be okay because I know who has it and I have his number, so I can get it back. All I have to do is call him and make arrangements to get it…and my purse.”
Quinn jerks around in her seat, concern written all over her face. “Anna, I know this being on your own thing is new to you, but you cannot make friends on airplanes. You never know what kind of whack-job you’re sitting next to. How did a stranger end up with your things anyhow?”
I glance down at my soiled clothing and replay the moment I met Xavier in my head while I explain what happened on the flight.
Quinn furrows her brow. “So some rich guy has your stuff and wants you to call him.”
“I guess, if you want to look at it that way.”
“Looks like he took a special interest in making sure he’d get to see you again.” She smiles. “Girl, sounds like you’ve got more game than I gave you credit for. That must’ve been some conversation on that flight because he could’ve easily turned it into the flight crew.”
I roll my eyes and feel my face heat up, revealing a blush. There’s no way I want to repeat the things Xavier said to me. I shouldn’t have allowed him to speak that way to me. I should’ve stopped him, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t liked it. “You’re ridiculous.”
Quinn gasps, making a big show of being shocked before nudging Aunt Dee’s arm again. “He’s hot, isn’t he? I know that look.”
I raise my eyebrows. “What look?”
She smirks. “The one that says I-just-met-a-really-hot-rich-man-that-totally-wants-to-jump-my-bones-and-I-just-might-let-him. Trust me, Anna, I’ve had that look a few times myself.” She laughs. “So tell me all about him.”
“Quinn, I don’t really know him,” I say.
“You spent four hours next to the man chatting. That’s longer than most first dates, so spill, sister.”
I laugh at her forwardness. “I hate to disappoint you, but I slept most of the way.”