Blackmail

"Ah, I'll take the shower and dress option," Melody said nervously. "Can I go then?"

"You may. I don't think we should bother about our date next week though. I trust this will be the last I hear of you. I have to admit, you've been a serious disappointment to me."

"You're disappointed," muttered Melody, walking into the en suite. "Think of how I feel."

Watching her leave ten minutes later, Andrew rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He had a feeling that this wasn't the last he'd hear of Melody. He was pleased that he had that photo of her driver's license.

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