A Pryce Worth Paying - 14
He had lingered for a moment longer to observe as she positioned her nicely shaped legs and he smiled to himself as he closed the door. He then walked to the driver’s side of the vehicle, stopped for a brief time as something caught his attention and she continued watching his every move intently . He was so unlike her usual security escort, she noticed first off. Riley was a bubbly older man. A podgy, happy-go-lucky person that was often playful and witty. This towering behemoth was much younger than Riley, yet appeared to be plagued with a straight poker face for someone in the prime of his years. But to his credit, he was undeniably more handsome than Riley.
When he finally settled into the driver’s seat, he noticed her still peering at him. He wondered what she was so curious about. He hoped that she was going to be an agreeable client - not a stiff neck that had to have everything her way.
“Excuse me, will Riley be back or are you his replacement?” She asked him bashfully, with her cheeks blushing warmly. He didn’t smile very much but he was so pleasant to look at and it made her feel uncomfortable.
“Yes ma’am, I’m your assigned security,” he replied seriously.