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“We would never allow that to happen,” I said, stepping closer, looking around to make sure Clarke and Webber hadn’t come outside.

“No matter what you think you can control, the media is not one of them,” she said, sitting in her car. “I've seen what they do and no matter what I want, this is risky.”

“What do you want?” Hunter leaned against her door looking in.

“That doesn’t matter,” she said with a sad face. “You know I’m right.”

“It won’t get out. Contracts are discreet,” I said quickly. “No one has to know, and no one knows about my past.”

“I've had several contracts, and no one has known about them,” Hunter said. “It can be our secret, but you don’t have to decide now.”

“You want this?” She looked at me.

“Yeah, but like he said, you don’t have to decide now, but maybe we should sit down and talk about it when you're ready,” I said, pushing Hunter out of the way.

I leaned down, kissing her softly and she whimpered.

“Not fair,” she whined as she grabbed my jacket, kissing me harder until we were breathless.

“Think about it and let us know,” Hunter said, pushing me back.

She tilted her chin up expecting a kiss.

“No kiss for you.” He leaned down. “I’ll kiss you when you say yes.”

“What? That's like extortion!” she snapped, as Hunter dragged me away. “You assholes!”

“I give her a few days,” he said, grinning.

“I give it a week,” I said, looking back at her.

She was staring at us with an adorable scowl on her face. Damn, Hunter might be right, she wouldn’t last long.

19

Valencia

Three torturous days had gone by since Romeo and Hunter had propositioned me. Three days of me arguing with myself that it was a bad idea but also thinking we only lived once. This was a bad idea through and through, but the two nights we had sex were some of the hottest sex I had ever had. If we had a contract, that would make me feel a hell of a lot better.

I was sexually frustrated even though I had just done a live show and made the most money I had ever made on a live. I was almost a hundred percent sure Hunter and Romeo were my top tippers. Did I come hard imagining them jerking off to me… yes, and it was so frustrating.

Today I arrived at the rink early because we were taking pictures for a calendar we were doing with a local animal shelter. It was another good opportunity, and it wasn't hard to convince my boss it was a good idea, plus the dogs we were going to use were adorable and in need of a good home.

I set up my lights and camera making sure everything was ready, being careful that I didn’t break my neck on the slippery ice. The volunteers from the local shelter started to arrive just as I finished setting up. There was a Husky who was the fluffiest doggy I had ever seen and he seemed to love the cold.

The first set of guys started to show up. We split the guys into groups of six so they didn’t have to be here all day, and we could get them in and out more quickly. The captain of the team was my first photo, and I wanted to get him out of here as quickly as possible so he could go home to his pregnant wife.

“I appreciate you doing this for us,” I mentioned, as soon as I saw him. His little boy had come along, and he was preoccupied with the volunteers of the shelter showing him the dogs.

“I think Walker thinks this is the coolest thing and it gives Heather some time to chill by herself,” he smiled.

“Well, I’m glad to help,” I said, as a volunteer offered a small French Bulldog to Cap.

“Hey, little guy,” he said.

“His name is Maximus,” the volunteer said.

“Oh, he’s adorable,” I said, scratching his head.

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