Brooke was a people person and always knew how to play the right cards with people. Though she wasn’t making people fear her like she once did, she now had no problems with winning people over. It was her charm and okay, maybe a tiny bit of her bad habit of flirting wherever she went that really helped her out.
She noticed the reaction to her comment on her bedroom. Amused considering she was always forward since she never went the shy or prudish route ever in her life. “Someone seemed to like the idea, but there is always another time. I felt like soaking up some sun by the pool before winter ruins that fun,” Brooke told him, tilting her head slightly. Which Brooke was sure the offer would come up again considering she was sure he’d be fun in bed.
“So I’ll be protected from any thrown milkshakes?” She teased, amused with her own stupid joke. Then again Brooke would make someone cry if they even dared try to get a milkshake on her. “And here I thought personal escort had a sexier ring to it. But no, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Brooke.”