My first experience as a voyeur was so fucking hot.
I call Todd and confirm I’m free. Alistair and I text back and forth. And then, I text Bryce.
Sofia: I’m off to Puerto Rico with the client I went to South America with. We’re also going to Uruguay. We’ll be gone for the next two weeks. I hope to hear from you soon.
Three dots appear.
Whoa!
Had I known the mention of another man would get him to reply this quickly, I would’ve goaded him a long time ago.
Bryce: I don’t want you to be with another man, even if he’s gay and uninterested in having sex with you.
Sofia: I don’t have a choice.
Bryce: I’m on the other side of the country and I can’t drop by Todd’s office to give him money. This fucking pisses me off.
Sofia: Nothing is going to happen with the client. You know that.
Bryce: Have you been with other clients since I left?
Sofia: Yes.
Bryce: You fucked them?
Sofia: It was a couple. They wanted me to watch. Nothing more.
Bryce: Goddammit. You saw another man’s cock???
Excuse me, but I have to earn a living.
Sofia: It’s a hazard of the job.
Bryce: When I get back to New York, we need to talk about your job with Todd.
Sofia: What about my job with Todd?
Bryce: We can’t have this conversation via text, but you can’t be with another client.
Sofia: I’ve been trying to get in touch with you for two weeks, but now I have your full attention? And you have unreasonable demands. It’s a little hypocritical, don’t you think?
Bryce: It’s like the Titanic over here.
Sofia: I understand you’re dealing with a shit storm, but you’re not giving me a lot to go by. When are you coming back to New York?
Bryce: I’m doing my best to get there as soon as humanly possible, but Harry has quite a few tricks up his sleeves.
Sofia: In other words, you don’t know when you’ll be back.
Three dots bounce up and down a few times.
Bryce: No.
Sofia: Until you do, I have to keep myself busy.
Bryce: Fuck!
I knew becoming an escort would be a blow to my self-esteem, but Bryce is making it worse.