“Not a big deal,” she said, reaching for her left foot.
“It is too! You didn’t even know him!”
“Sure I do, he comes in every other day and has delicious arms. I’ve wanted him for weeks. I got lucky today when he asked me how much I could handle. He was talking about the weights, but I answered that I could handle all of him. Let me just say, there was a lot to handle. The man was mouthwatering.”
Piper’s giggles ran over the line.
“You’re so bad.”
“Maybe, but it was fun.”
“Eh, I wouldn’t doubt it, but come on, Reese; you are sleeping around too much.”
“With complete strangers that no one knows.”
“Oh goodness.” She laughed. “And you’re okay with that?”
“Ah, for now I am.”
Piper let out a long breath.
“I just worry.”
“I know, but it’s all good. I use protection.”
“Okay.”
Reese knew that in her sister’s eyes, it was far from okay, but she let it go. Her way of life for the last couple of years worked for her. She had no one to answer to, no one to worry about, no one to hurt her. It was her and her only. A few orgasms here and there, and then work. It was the life she was starting to love. Moving to her belly, she pushed up, reaching up with her legs, touching her head to her toes to stretch her back.
Claire was going to be there soon, and Reese was itching to get her hands on her. She knew it was going to take some time for Claire to trust her but, once she did, the attitude would dissolve and Reese would be left with a potential star dancer. That had her giddy with excitement.
“We found a house, we think,” Piper said. Reese was more than thankful for the conversation change. The awkward silence was driving her insane.
“Really? Where?”
“In the neighborhood behind Harper.”
“Awesome!”
“Yeah, Harper and I were joking that we need you to get a husband, so you can move over there, too.”
Reese laughed before saying, “No way, I love my condo. Husband or not, I’m not leaving.”
“We know, we were just teasing,” she said with a laugh. Reese smiled as she reached for her foot, moving it in a circle to work it out as Piper said, “So, what are you doing?”
“Stretching as I wait for my dancer.”
“It’s Claire, right? Phillip’s niece.”
“Yeah, Harper tell you?”
“Yup, she said that it’s gonna be fun watching you two work together,” she added with a laugh.
Reese laughed, nodding even though Piper couldn’t see her.
“Yeah, she has an attitude, but I’ll dance that attitude out the door. She has raw, amazing talent, Pipe. Seriously. I haven’t been this excited to get my hands on a dancer in a long time.”
“Cool, I’m excited to see what happens. She needs this. Things have been really shitty for her, from what Erik said.”
“Really? I figured they must have been if she is living with her uncle,” she said as she stood up, bending down to touch her toes.
“Yeah, her mom was killed and was really bad into drugs and stuff before her death. Claire had it rough.”
No wonder there was so much pain in the girl’s eyes. Poor thing.
“Damn, that’s horrible,” she replied, feeling such pain for Claire. Then she smiled as she said, “Dance will help… it helped me.”
“You had a broken heart, Reese. I don’t doubt that dance is therapeutic, but don’t expect this girl to come in there, all sunshine and roses.”
“Hey,” Reese said, offended by her sister’s statement. “A broken heart sucks.”
“I know, but just be patient. I know how you are. You always expect so much out of your dancers, and it’s tough being a kid.”
“Why do I talk to you? You’re always nagging me,” Reese teased, “but really, I know what I’m doing. Successful dance teacher, remember?”
“You’re right,” Piper agreed.
“I know, now you go do what you’re made to do, and I will make Claire a dancing star.”
Piper’s laugh rang over the line, causing Reese to smile.