Page 348 of Rock Me All Night

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"Sure. Let's say, I get you for five sessions. A thousand bucks each session."

I can't have heard that right. A thousand dollars per session. That's insane. I can afford a new camera, new lenses, new lights. I'll be halfway to startup costs for my own studio. And that's before whatever salary I get from Hazel.

I nod. "Yes. God, yes."

"You're gonna need some different clothes. For when we go out."

"Sure. Anything."

"You shouldn't let me know how bad you want it." He leans closer. "If I was less scrupulous, I'd take advantage of that."

My breath catches in my throat. "You're not scrupulous."

"True." His gaze goes to my chest. "And I don't have to blackmail my way into getting laid."

"Of course."

"But still. You've got a lot to learn about negotiating."

I nod. Sure. I'll learn about negotiating. Anything as long as I can have this job. "Can we call Hazel now?"

"It's kinda fun making you wait."

"Please."

"I bet you look good begging on your knees."

Lord help me, I'm more than willing to beg on my knees for the chance to work with Hazel Alexander. "Don't tempt me. I'll do it."

"Don't. If you get on your knees, I'll get ideas."

Yes.

So.

Many.

Ideas.

Tom dials his phone and holds it to his ear.

Damn. Voicemail.

I'm still waiting to figure out what the hell my future holds.

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