Frankie frowned and looked down at her drink. "I don't have any other means of making the money I need." And it was true. Where else could she make that kind of cash without a degree while she was still taking classes at TJS? "I know it's not much different from being a whore," she added with a shrug. She knew that's how her brother and father would feel. They wouldn't like it one bit.
How could it hurt her? Frankie continued to sip from the glass despite the flames. They simply licked at her nose. It felt nice, actually. "I wasn't trying to insult you. Actually, I still owe you my thanks. And if the assholes in this place start treating me better because of you, I'll owe you even more."