CHEAP

**Cheap**

“Just look who it is!”

Courtney burst out laughing as she watched the couple. A good-looking young guy was closing the taxi door behind a girl.

“I don’t know them.”

Caroline frowned, trying to figure out what was so funny.

The girls were sitting on the open terrace of a trendy café with a noisy group. The evening was going well. Caroline had already finished two glasses of wine, and her friend was keeping pace. Caroline was wearing a new expensive dress, her thick dark hair curled into soft waves. She felt the extra attention from her classmates but shut it down with cold smiles, considering the guys beneath her.

“So what’s wrong with them?”

“That girl’s a cheap whore. I heard she does it for money. And that guy, Nick…” Courtney took a sip. “Acts like some rich alpha male. Screws girls left and right.”

“How disgusting.” Caroline wrinkled her nose. “Then this Nick’s a whore himself.”

She said it a little too loudly, and a guy walking past overheard.

“You talking about me?”

He walked straight up to their table. He was wearing a good suit, and his hair looked freshly styled. Nick was only a little older than Caroline, but he carried himself with striking confidence.

Caroline wasn’t scared. There were guys all around who would gladly ...