appeared like she didn’t. Cassia knew better. If someone
suggested Adalynn was living with a woman and things
weren’t platonic, she was pretty sure Adalynn’s many
followers wouldn’t like that.
“Well, for other reasons, then. My father basically disowned
me. He said he didn’t care enough to come find me. I’d like to
keep it that way. I don’t want to give him the chance to ever
know where I am.”
Adalynn bit down on her bottom lip and frowned. She was
concerned, but she didn’t say anything. The thoughts stayed
burning in her eyes, though, and Cassia had to add another
reason.
“What if someone saw it in Vegas and recognized me? I
don’t want to think it’s beyond the realm of possibility. That
would be bad. I’m sure they’d say I was a former escort and
now I’m here. It just seems like a mess waiting to happen. I
don’t think everyone subscribes to the ‘do what you can
because you have to survive’ theory.” She could tell Adalynn
didn’t like that by the way her nostrils flared.
“I do editing almost every single day to keep up. If you
want, I could show you how I do some of it. I could even teach
you more. You could do some of the filming and editing. That
would really help me out.”
Cassia was floored. That equipment was probably
expensive. She wasn’t sure she’d let anyone touch it if it
belonged to her. “Yeah. T
hanks. I’d like to see how it all gets
put together.”
Adalynn ate like she was starving and like the eggs weren’t
burnt and cold. She stood up, put her plate in the sink, and