I sat on the couch hesitating on whether or not I should call her.
Lately, my call girl had been the same one for months but it was getting very routine for my tastes. Something new to spice up my sex life was all I needed, and then I would be satisfied and able to concentrate on making everyone think I was fine.
The phone rang a couple of times until she finally answered.
"Hello, Vanessa Dwyer speaking, how may I help you?" she answered in a monotone voice - seems like she said this quite often.
"Yes, well, I think the reason I called is pretty obvious." I rolled my eyes. Hopefully she's not another of those human girls who enjoyed acting dumb, I've seen enough of that in my lifetime to know it's not a turn on at all.
"I see…" she replied in a lower tone.
"When?" her voice became automatic and completely uninterested once again.
"As soon as possible, when are you available?"
"Today."
"Perfect." I smirked.
"Where would you like to meet?" she asked.
"Stack House Apartments, I'll text you my apartment number so you can come up yourself."
"I'll be there in an hour or so." then she hung up before I could even say goodbye to her.
No matter. Chit chat isn't what is important right now.
I then went off to shower and get my apartment cleaned up.
Author's Note: Okay so I know this attitude isn't very Edward Cullen-ish but it's on purpose, and an important part to this story for now. I'm sorry it's kind of slow at the moment but I suck at beginnings to be honest. I promise this story will get way more intense and there will be plenty of plot twists coming your way. Reviews & ideas are very much appreciated!