Sophia swallowed her words and retreated.
She sighed out loud as she refitted the gown strand around her shoulder and walked to her fridge to take a can of energy drink.
Just as she was about closing the fridge, Kieran asked in a teasing manner, "I'm your guest... You won't offer me some?"
Sophia shot him a momentary glance before opening the fridge again. While she was trying to get the drink, she said,
"Not my guest, but my new client." At that moment, she walked back with two cans. "You do call me a whore, don't you? And whores always have male clients, not guests or lovers."
Then she gave Kieran a drink and sat on her pink sofa with a loud sigh.
Kieran, a hand on his waist, stared down at her for some moments. He then chuckled. "Now, you're accusing me of many things."
"It's what it is, bro," Sophia mumbled as she opened the can with a pop and gulped the down.
"Bro?" Kieran muttered as he sat on an opposite sofa. "Not Daddy anymore or baby? I must have—"
