cash by becoming a high-class companion.
eat, and have your every expense taken care of.
I’ll be someone’s sugar baby for a year. Paid to be a private escort.
is young and beautiful with a bright future ahead of her. Her dreams of
becoming the first woman in her family to graduate from college are just within
her grasp, when the financial aid runs out. Up to her eyeballs in debt, she
works night and day to make ends meet, but even that can only last for so long.
Parker lost it all four years ago. Angry at the world, he’s become an asshole—a
bitter shell of the man his family once loved. A recluse, he is now forced to
leave his sanctuary in the Florida Keys and become an active member of the real
estate developer community he now dominates.
is—he’s all alone and needs a buffer. Someone to draw attention away from him.
you to be my whore.”
“I’m not hiring a
whore,” I all but snarled, pissed at the idiot in front of me. I was tired and
stressed; lacked the basic urge to be an understanding individual,
benefit of doubt.
me off guard—something that never happened these days.
night four years ago. The night my entire world stopped.
path filled with memories—moments frozen in time that never failed to haunt me.
He wasn’t going to let it go.
had not been expecting this; for me to hire someone to play the role of my
girlfriend for the next few months.
ticked each reason off with his fingers “…and, she must sign an NDA to
enter into this kind of an agreement. No one will know.”
leveled him with a glare. “Get the fuck out.”
his now-empty tumbler out in front of him, he twirled the glass atop my desk.
“There’s no one here to judge you. That prim and proper act you put on can be
between clenched teeth. “Am I your amusement for the evening?”
came here to see the asshole I know, my friend, not this…” he waved his hand
absentmindedly in my direction. “To be honest, I don’t even know who you are
me tipped over from the impact. “Don’t go there, Jax. Just get up and walk out.
stood to pace the length of my office. Ran a hand roughly through his blonde
hair in agitation. “This…” he pointed a finger between us “… is an
intervention. You’re young, successful, rich—own the real estate game in South
Florida. Known as an asshole, a shark in the business arena, and that’s gained
you quite a desired reputation.” Stopping by the window on the far right, Jax
turned and glared. “You have that whole tall, dark, and handsome shit going on
with your over six-foot-two stature and brooding charm. People respect you, but
fuck, man, that’s not enough when you’ve forgotten what it’s like to live.”
the window ledge in front of him. “Content is the equivalent of blah. My
friend, you need to rediscover the feel of a woman beneath you. The passion.
The heat between her legs.”
stored it. “Still a no on hiring someone just to appease you.”
pressure off my persona.
dick into something tight…wet.
grabbed the bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on my desk. “Prude much,
Parker?” He poured himself another fifth and then sipped slowly, all the while
studying me with a cocked brow. “And I never once mentioned hiring a whore.”
the difference? Both are paid to keep you company.”
mutual exchange of benefits.”
“And you don’t call that prostitution?”
prostitute?” What would the young woman I met on his boat a few weeks back have
to do with anything? “That she’s easy and out to make a quick buck?”
really sitting here in my office telling me he had a live-in play toy? That he
bought her? “What kind of barbaric shit is this? How could you do that? What if
word gets out, you idiot.”
or us.” His jaw was set tight, and his blue eyes dared me to say anything
negative about her. Jax, my easygoing friend, was pissed. Fuming, if the way
his hands were clenched was anything to go by.
someone through a more traditional route? Someone who cares about more than
just the zeros that decorate your bank balance?” This entire conversation was
giving me a headache, and I rubbed my temples. I was too tired to continue
trying to make sense of this confession.
own.” My mouth opened to protest, but he shook his head before taking another
sip of whiskey. His eyes were on mine, unwavering. Looking for something.
“Wouldn’t you rather meet someone and know their intentions up front? No games
or playing pretend. A mutual and even exchange.”
if I were standing to leave. “Still not interested—”
mischievous look in his eye. “Then let me paint a better picture for you,
Parker.” He was about to drop some knowledge on me, and I knew it. Should’ve
seen it coming for miles. “You have two months to find a date for the few events
honoring your pompous ass this fall. And before you say that you’ll decline and
hide away on your boat in the Keys, it’s not going to happen. The mayor will
not take no for an answer…he and his wife live for these events. To
mingle with the rich and arrogant.”
fine.” Absentmindedly, I ran my fingers across my short beard. My mind still
reeled from his admission.
In school, and working toward her master’s in psychology, she seemed to have a
good head on her shoulders.
head was downright sexy.
memory of the tiny auburn-haired beauty in a bikini. “Admit it, Hendrix, you’re
curious.” Tone smug, he had a gloating gleam in his eye.
already made and you have some hits, you wouldn’t care? I should just shut
you have any idea what that could do to my reputation—”
toward me, Jax dug into his laptop bag on the chair beside him. From inside he
pulled out a plain manila folder and pushed it across toward me. “This is all
the information you’ll need: contract, company NDA that I signed for you,
health screening information, and what you’ll need to submit. Read it. Sleep on
it. Check out the website and the girls’ files available for possible match.”
late. It’s already done.”
the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she
art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she
could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth
grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E.
Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with
hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst
to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her
husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and
letting her characters grow.