Page 68 of Heart of Stone

I will work for Turning Stone Advertising and follow the limited job description outlined to me at the coffee shop. Further job expectations can be discussed and agreed upon at a later date.

Retirement options and benefits are a prerequisite for me to accept employment.

Salary to be determined, but must exceed current pay at Wally’s by a minimum of fifty percent.

In the event that my employment ends due to our personal dealings, a severance package must be determined.

I paused over the last two bullet points, not wanting to sound too presumptuous. I was really looking forward to working in my chosen field, but I also had bills to pay. After only a moment of hesitation, I decided to leave it as is. If it was going to be an issue, then Alexander and I could haggle over it when the time came.

I moved on to the next part of our agreement.

How should I title that?

This part of the list would definitely be more complicated. Settling on the first thing that came to mind, I began to type again.

Extracurricular Activities

Exclusiveness – we will not be tied together like we are dating. However, I insist that you do not sleep with other people while you are with me.

I can come and go as I please – you are not allowed to control my life. You are my boss in the workplace only. This is merely a business arrangement. Sex is an added bonus.

I frowned at the last bullet point.

When it’s put like that, I really do sound like a prostitute.

I didn’t dwell on that thought too long, or I’d risk scratching the whole idea of sleeping with Alexander. The fact that I was even putting all of this on paper was ludicrous, but I continued to type nonetheless.

I am not on any form of birth control, but agree to take care of it as soon as possible

STD testing is mandatory. I will provide you with a doctor’s report showing that I’m clean. I expect you to do the same.

Condoms: until I get on the pill and a clean bill of health comes for both of us, condoms must be worn.

Clarification of my role as a ‘Submissive’ can be outlined in the space below.

I made a bunch of blank lines under the title ‘Alexander’s Expectations’, then sat back and reread what I had typed. I tapped a finger on my chin and tried to think of anything else I should put on the list. I thought that what I had come up with was pretty clear. It was responsible to say the least, and should be a good enough start. He just needed to outline his specific requirements.

Hopefully, he doesn’t request that I run around wearing a maid’s costume. That would be weird.

Laughing to myself, I clicked the save button and closed the laptop.

Flopping onto the bed, I stared up at the ceiling. The music had changed and another one of Alexander’s sexy tunes started to play.

God – what WAS this music?

It was making me edgy. Restless. And I could barely wait to go over my list with Alexander, the anticipation killing me.

Why should I hold out until tomorrow?

Maybe it was the wine deciding for me. Or maybe it was his music. Either way, it didn’t matter. I knew that I wanted him.

Now.

I went and grabbed my phone off of the speaker dock, silencing the music, so that I could send him a text message.

Today

1:28 AM, Me:I’ve made my decision. You just need to agree to my terms.

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