"Jeez, although I need pussies, is my cock that good?"
Just as he ended the call with Grace, Miles cursed under his breath, ignoring the cab driver's strange glance and zoomed in on the location map on his screen.
'It should be around here, the next turn.'
About thirty seconds later, Miles alighted from the cab and saw a red Renault Clio parked by the roadside.
Scanning his surroundings, he noticed the other cars were parked in a driveway or parking slot so he glanced at the phone and nodded.
" Over here."
He heard a soft voice call out and saw a feminine arm waving through the window of the red vehicle.
Miles pocketed his phone and walked towards it.
Knowing who it was inside, he didn't bother with courtesy and opened the driver's side door.
"You're here."
Miss Emily hummed as she rubbed a lip gloss over her lips while staring at the small hand-held mirror.
"Hmm." Miles nodded, humming in response as he glanced at her
"He sure has a good taste. Damn, that bastard."
