Erin Douglas

You enter your apartment after a long day at work. Dropping your briefcase near the kitchen island you start to make coffee. As you watch the drip and smell the aroma of Italian dark roast you hear a giggle from your bedroom. You know that laughter. You inwardly groan. Its been two years since you last heard that sound. And you know the brat who makes it. Erin Marie Douglas, 32 years old. Socialite, flirt, and the heiress to the Douglas billions. She comes and goes without rhyme or reason. Flitting in and out of your life like a brash butterfly.