September

Vegas, Viscous Exes, and Ventilators.My life felt like a fast ride on a too short highway. Coming home should be roses and rainbows, but nothing that comes out of the desert blooms free. I was most certainly not free. I'd missed my payment to Blaine, owed the last client a hundred grand I didn't have, and my father was on his deathbed. To make matters worse, Wes was missing in action. As in, no one had seen or heard from him in three weeks. Devastation didn't begin to explain where my mental state was at.Like anything life had thrown my way, I pulled on my big girl panties, not the sexy lacy ones I enjoyed teasing my guy with, but the kind that said, 'This ass means business.'I had no choice but to make the decision I made.My ex, the man that ruined the concept of love for me, put my father in the hospital, was about to get everything he ever wanted...at least that's what I led him to believe.***In the ninth book of the Calendar Girl serial, Mia rushes back home to Las Vegas, Nevada. Things have taken a turn for her father, putting her into debt up to her eyeballs.Each installment in the Calendar Girl Serial will feature Mia's journey as an escort to twelve clients in twelve different locations.