“So, how is this going to work?” I ask as the bubbles tickle the inside of my nose.
“What?”
“The date. Have we been dating for a while or did we just meet? Also, the money?”
“The money?” His voice is deep and serious, but he’s got a hint of amusement on his lips as he watches me squirm.
“Yeah, um… Brooke said that I was going to be paid to be your girlfriend for the night. Oh god, that sounded so wrong!”
“It sounded pretty right to me,” he rumbles in a low gravelly voice that does something fierce to my lady parts. “How much are we talking here?”
“A thousand,” I say and then instantly feel awful. That’s way too much money for a night. “But that’s what Brooke offered. I mean, we can talk about it. I’m not set on that much. I mean, if you want to negotiate, we can.”
He just grins as he watches me rambling incoherently. I take another big sip of my drink to help calm my shaky nerves.
“I want you to be my girl. I don’t care how much it costs.”
“Well, a thousand dollars will get you a smiling talkative date for a night!”
He reaches into his laptop bag that’s on the seat and I quickly check him out. His jacket is open and I can see his hard skin through the openings between the stretched buttons of his shirt. I’m suddenly very aware of my pounding heart when I see what looks to be sculpted abs.
My eyes roam further south and then my heart really starts hammering when I see the long thick outline of his erection. It’s running across his muscular thigh. Far across his muscular thigh.
I shut my gaping mouth and swallow the saliva building inside as he sits back up with his checkbook in his hand.
Is he really going to pay me a thousand dollars?
He starts scribbling on the check and then hands it to me with a hard stare.
My mouth falls back open when I see the amount written on it.
$10,000.
“You accidentally added a zero,” I say, not believing that this can be true.
“You’ll be my girlfriend for a thousand,” he says as he touches my hand and pushes the check back to me. “I want to see what happens for ten.”
I open my mouth to answer, but nothing comes out but a gulp.
Is he expecting sex? Because I’d do that for free…
Before I can ask him, the limo starts moving and we’re headed to the gala.
As pretend boyfriend and girlfriend.Chapter ThreeNolanI’m watching this enchantress in red, but I can’t stop picturing her in white. The image is stuck in my head on repeat—Arya standing in front of me as she vows to be mine forever. As she takes my last name as her own.
I’ve never been affected by a girl like this. Never.
The ice cubes in my glass are rattling as I take a sip because my hands are shaking. Shaking! I’ve sat across from billionaires and negotiated nine figure deals and my hands never shook.
What the hell is wrong with me?
The air in this limo is thick with tension. A sexual primal heat that I feel choking me as I stare at this angelic beauty that my sister set me up with.
I want to touch her again. I don’t ever want to stop touching her.
I reach out to lay my hand on her—just to see if she’s real, just to make sure she’s not a mirage coming to taunt me—when she starts talking and I yank my hand back.
“You really didn’t have to pay me that much,” she says. I don’t know if it’s her nerves, or if she’s always so full of energy, but she’s speaking so fast. “You can take it back if you want to, or I can keep it. I really don’t have a problem with that. Student loans are a killer, you know.”
I don’t know why I gave her ten grand. It wasn’t for sex even if it came across that way. I would never pay her for sex. I’m going to make her fall for me. I want her to spread her legs for me because she wants to do it, not because she’s being paid for it.
I just wanted to see her smile. To see her excited. I wanted to give her everything. I would have written another couple of zeroes on there if I didn’t think it would have scared her off.
“And New York City is so expensive! But it’s my dream, you know. Got to pay to play, I guess. Acting school is not cheap. Did you go to school?”
I watch her luscious lips as they touch her glass and I swear my dick lets out a heavy groan. What would it be like to have that mouth wrapped around my aching cock?