Their, “relationship” was something’s out of Pretty Woman.

Pretty girl caught up in some (not) so pretty work, who happens upon a man whose loneliness kept her in good business. He didn’t want sex… not right away at least, which was surprising, but far from a problem. He’d pay for a day of conversation here or a night of sleeping (just sleeping) there.

It suited them both just fine. Joel Miller and his Angel (he never asked her real name) kept this up for months

Until one day she came to him with a proposition. She wanted him to be her handler, because apparently pimp isn’t exactly a nice term anymore. She trusted him, she needed him.

She had found where he worked (probably because, like a rookie, he told her his full legal name on their first meeting). She came to his office, bypassing his brother, Tommy, wearing a much too hot for Texas, flashy, bubblegum pink fur coat.

“I got a proposition for you cowboy.”

She shuts the door to his office and her heels are on his desk in a dizzying moment