large enough.
Dallas snapped out of that in a hurry. Her nipples were
now so hard that they felt like kabob sticks. The kind with the
incredibly pointy ends.
“Quinn, I-”
“Are you leaving right away?” Quinn spoke at the same
time as Dallas did and they both paused. Quinn studied the
suitcase on the bed across from her.
Dallas wished that she could say she wasn’t. “I- yeah.
This afternoon. In a couple of hours.”
“Oh.” Quinn sounded strangely disappointed. She
wouldn’t look at Dallas.
“I- I have work that I have to get back to.”
“Me too. I keep taking days off. I feel bad because they
told me to take as much time as I needed, but I feel like I’m
taking too much. They’re too understanding. I feel like I’m
taking advantage of the situation, I guess.”
“You could never do that. If they know you, then they
probably know that you would never-”
“That’s the thing.” Quinn finally looked at Dallas. “I
am. I am taking advantage of it. I hate my job. I really do. You
knew that I was always kind of aimless. That I- um- I didn’t
know what I wanted to do. I did. Kind of. I wanted to be a vet
for the longest time, but I was so bad at science and I also
really thought about it and I knew I could never do that. I
could never see animals in pain, or- or have them die on me. I
was only ever really good at English, so that’s what I made my
major. I have a degree, but it’s pretty useless. I wanted to get
into communications, but right now I’m just doing basic work
for this soulless insurance company. It’s not a good place to