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“No.Let them spend the night without Jackson or give them a huge discount because they make you come.Buy a fucking vibrator, but don’t put your life at risk over a pretty face and a hard cock.”

“Okay, we are not having this conversation.What I do with my business is for me to decide.And for you to keep your fucking nose out of.I don’t really feel like going to the gym today.So you can leave.”I started to the bedroom.

“Tell me there isn’t more to this.That you’re not putting your life at risk because you think something else is going to happen,” she called after me.“This isn’t like you.You don’t do this.”

“What do you know about me?”I turned on her.“You see a whore in an overpriced penthouse.A whore who has spent the last sixteen years playing into every fantasy of every man who has walked through that door.Sixteen years I have put their needs before mine.Ignored the smell and sagging skin.The limp pricks and wrinkly ball sacks.For too long, I have put my wants last.So if I want to have sex with a man who looks really good naked, that has a great cock and knows how to use it, why the fuck do you care?”I yelled.

Margo stepped closer.“Because it’s not the whore I’m worried about.She knows her place.It’s the woman I worry about.One who has spent so much time alone that when some man shows her a little attention, she gets attached.”

Her words felt like a slap.“I made that mistake once.I will never make it again.Is there anything else?”

Margo took a deep breath.Her face softened a bit.“No one wants to see you get hurt, Wyatt.Especially not me.”

“Your concern is misplaced.Julian is a client.A client with odd hours.I will see him when it works best for him…” I held up my hand when she started to protest.“Because I want to.I am still a person.I’m not some coin-operated hole for you and Maverick to manage.Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to shower.You know the way out.”I closed the bedroom and then locked myself in the bathroom.

When I first got into this profession, I thought a hard cock meant something more.I saw sex as the first step to love.I thought when clients kept coming back that was because they had feelings for me.That maybe if I tried hard enough, they would love me.Rescue me.

Then I grew up and realized a hard cock was only about sex.That was all Julian and I were.Two people that had a need.

And that need was sex.

October 30

12:02 a.m.

Julian:

I lost

Cassidy:

You?

Did the rest of the team not show up

Julian:

They did

Cassidy:

Then you all lost

Julian:

No I lost

I didn’t mean to wake you

Cassidy:

You didn’t

For what its worth I thought you played great

Julian:

Not great enough