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up every other person at their meeting.2. She was a shallow girl who only cared about looks, but didn't care enough to prepare properly before leaving her home, evidenced by the smudges of makeup he could see on her fingers.3. She had evidently kept them all waiting so th

de and took other people's health as a joke. A rich socialite who had probably grown up on daddy's money, and had never known a day of work in her life. And now, sh

ve over her, and decided to

was be

mewhere in the balance between curvy and thin. Her fair skin looked well cared-for, as if it woul

themselves at him in the hopes that he would help them secure a spot their talent, or the lack thereof, wouldn't have gotten them otherwise. He'd since developed a distate for such beings, and had also gained the strong me

osely, maintaining a stony exterior so as not

er was a businessman and could have told her what to say. She addressed all her questions to her father and his, and hadn't tried t

He'd seen that before, a

shifting their conversation from business

, no doubt just an act. "

on the school stud

sitting up at once.

soft voice, "Though not for long.

's still in fucking highscho

high school?" He laughed. What the fuck was his father playing at?! A bloody highschooler? "You can't be serious." This last part was directed at his

fferent, harder tone, momentarily surprising him, and she looked him

everyone seated at the table. He made sure not to raise his voic

he plates and glasses clattered. "I am not a child, for your information," she said, "I am ninet

ease, age has little

y both sat glaring at each o

ning, but Mr. Dion laughed nervously, lookin

e matter. But Shawn was done listening. He had was

ed at him, and he stared down impassively at her.

Dad," He nodded briskly at the two men, ignoring the young miss Dion totally, an

any'

uck had ju

see him go, before she remembered why he was important in the first

he looked back at her with worry. Only

owning at his friend. "You didn't

was no matter. "Don't worry," he said, flagging down the waiter for desse

oesn't w

d, "I have my ways." He picked up his wine an

wned to herself

to bring their cars around. Apparently, Shawn had taken a taxi. Tiffany left the t

riginal impressions of him had been correct. He was every bit as insufferable, arrogant and childish as she had first thought. He

Tiffany and her dad sa

as they parted, promising

Miss Dion," he said, "He w

d laughed, showing that he didn't believe it either. Then he said goodbye to her dad and got into

and she was silent for the entire ride

ome, her father

now that I'm so proud of

adn't gone like she'd expected it would, and she felt she just needed to sleep it

. I appreciate

and kissed her for

ing off her shoes, then her dress, and taking her hair out from it's bun. She shook it out, letting the thick, blonde

w the night went, but she didn't have the energy to discus

ow she would dea