Page 15 of Fakers with Benefits

“He didn’t say. Just said to text him to set up a meeting at his office tomorrow to talk about it.”

“He didn’t give you any info?”

“None. But he said it wasn’t a sex thing.”

Stone pursed his lips.

“Yeah, I don’t believe it either. He said it paid really well and came with a huge bonus. That’s it.”

“Do you know anything about him?”

“I looked him up. He’s legit rich. Like one percent rich.”

“Can you tell me his name?” He dug his phone out of the sweats he’d thrown on.

“Evan Williams.”

Stone tapped on his screen a few times. “This guy?”

I looked at the photo. “Yup. Do you know him?”

“No, but I’ve heard of his family. They have a foundation and donate huge sums to a ton of charities. I’ve been to a few of their benefits.”

“Do you think he’s trying to buy me? Like, he said no sex, but what else could he want with me?”

“I don’t know but I doubt he’d give you his personal info if he was trying to proposition you.” Stone tucked his phone away. “He could get in a lot of trouble for that. Both with the law and in the corporate world.”

“I thought hookers and mistresses were normal for rich dudes?”

“They are, but…”

“Not when the hooker is another guy.”

He sighed. “Homophobia runs deep with some people. That world is old-school in a lot of their thinking.”

“Biphobia,” I corrected automatically. “Or I guess this would be homophobia because I’m a guy and he’s a guy so everyone would assume I’m gay too.”

“Most likely. A lot of people seem to forget about the B in LGBT.”

“Ugh. Why did he have to go all cloak and dagger on me? I want to tell him to go fuck himself with a cactus, but what if it’s legit? It’s not like I’m rolling in cash. I’d be stupid to turn down easy money. But what if it’s not easy money and it’s me who’s supposed to be easy? I don’t have a problem with sex workers,” I added quickly, “but if I was going to sleep with someone for cash, it would be someoneIchose. Not some random with the audacity to assume he could buy my ass because he watched me spin around a pole.”

“It is rather presumptuous if that’s what he’s after,” Stone agreed.

“Has anything like this happened to you?” I asked.

“Constantly. This kind of thing is common for porn models.”

“Have you ever done it?”

He shook his head. “I made a rule for myself when I first started in the industry to not have sex for money outside of filming content. I have nothing against escorts, my stepbrother is one.”

It was my turn to gape at him. “He is?”

“Yup. But that’s not something I’m personally interested in. Sex on cam is work, and if I’m going to be with someone outside of my job, then I want it to be with someone who wants me,Quinn, not Stone.”

“Quinn?” I blinked stupidly.

“My name is Quinn. Stone is my stage name.” He bumped my shoulder with his.

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