Page 74 of David's Proposal

“Yes?”

“You said we’d meet someplace different than your hotel suite.”

He slowly lifts an eyebrow, a questioning look on his face.

“The place we met tonight… That was your hotel suite. Your hotel, actually. I read about it online.”

He weighs his answer before speaking again.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t have picked that place.”

I’m gasping for air.

He admitting he’s made a mistake makes me feel like I truly matter.

“I was in a rush and sent the driver to pick you up. I didn’t think it would pose a risk for you.”

There must be other reasons he regrets his decision.

Like that woman, Pam.

And Vale being flirty with me.

And me being flirty with him.

“What does it mean we’re going through the motions?” I ask.

“You’ll see.”

“Do I have a say in what we do?”

“Of course.”

“Are we doing naughty stuff?”

“Always.”

“And you pay well?” I ask, getting the hang of it.

He smirks.

“Is that even a question?”

Now I really want to kiss him.

“I don’t want your money, David.”

“You know it’s not about the money.”

“I know, but I expect to leave with it.”

He laughs, entertained.

And then his smile fades as he rests his hand on my thigh.

I can see it in his eyes that he wants to say something so badly, but he pushes the words back and only sighs.

“About seeing other people…” he mutters, and my skin gets cold.

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