I didn’t need to see the look on her face to know her expression. I was busy in her bedroom when she walked in the front door. The drop of her gym bag on the foyer’s hardwood floor confirmed my hunch. Amber was unnerved by my presence. Call Girl in Delhi

I never came over unannounced. In fact, I thoroughly enjoyed the anticipation created by calling her beforehand. I usually instructed her to be ready and waiting. However, this was a special occasion.

Amber had crossed me two days ago. In an unpleasant telephone conversation, she lost her composure and spoke to me in a way that I never expected. Until then, she’d never cursed in front of me.

I guess she felt adventurous. I reacted quickly and quietly. An instant after the word “asshole” passed her lips, I hung up. Although I was angry, I smiled trying to picture her face reacting to the click and dial tone that replaced her rage with reality.