01-10-2015, 08:39 PM
This little cupcake was Damien Oakland's representative? Jessika blinked like she hadn't quite heard right. Questions flashed through her mind like lightening. What was this game Oakland was playing with her? Was this some kind of set up? Had anyone even verified that the message really came from Oakland?
She looked down upon the seats just as she looked down upon the top of Camila's head but did not take one. She was pleasant enough, but given the deception thus far, she was certainly not trustworthy.
A nod and she dismissed the men in her company. Cory came to her side, whispering quietly in her ear. "I don't like this, Jess. You should leave."
Jessika peered into his eyes a moment, lips pressed tight together as she kicked her head to the side. "Go ahead, I'll be okay."
Cory reluctantly left along with the others, leaving the two women alone.
Jessika turned, hands on her hips. "What is this about Miss Munoz? This is not what we agreed upon. I will not be played for a fool."
She looked down upon the seats just as she looked down upon the top of Camila's head but did not take one. She was pleasant enough, but given the deception thus far, she was certainly not trustworthy.
A nod and she dismissed the men in her company. Cory came to her side, whispering quietly in her ear. "I don't like this, Jess. You should leave."
Jessika peered into his eyes a moment, lips pressed tight together as she kicked her head to the side. "Go ahead, I'll be okay."
Cory reluctantly left along with the others, leaving the two women alone.
Jessika turned, hands on her hips. "What is this about Miss Munoz? This is not what we agreed upon. I will not be played for a fool."