Faith hung the dress back up and joined Lindsey on the bed. “So, you’re getting paid to live in this huge mansion. You’re getting all this free stuff. And all you have to do is keep some rich woman company?”
“Pretty much,” Lindsey replied. “But Camilla isn’t ‘some rich woman.’ She’s Camilla. She’s pretty incredible.” She glanced sideways at her friend. “Besides, we’ve been doing more than just keeping each other company.”
Faith’s eyes widened. “Are you saying you’ve been sleeping with her?”
“Only a couple of times.” Even though that particular box had been opened, their relationship was still more about their routine, day-to-day power games than sex.
“And? Did you like it?”
Lindsey nodded. “A lot, actually. And I like her a lot.”
“Wow,” Faith said. “It sounds like this arrangement is really working out for you.”
“Yeah. It is.” Lindsey’s phone started to ring. She glanced at the screen. “It’s Camilla. I should take this.”
“Go ahead.” Faith grinned. “I’m sure you don’t want to keep her waiting.”
Lindsey ignored Faith’s comment and picked up the phone. “Hi, Camilla.”
“Camilla? That’s no way to address your Mistress.” There was a sultry edge to Camilla’s voice. “Do I need to get out the cane?”
Heat rushed to Lindsey’s face. Not to mention other places. She got up from the bed as casually as she could and turned away to look out the window so Faith couldn’t see her bright red face.
“Well?” Camilla said.
“Um, I’m hanging out with Faith at the moment.”
“Oh? And you’re too shy to call me Mistress in front of her?”
“Yes,” Lindsey said.
“If you ask me nicely, I might let it slide,” Camilla said.
Seriously? Lindsey peered over her shoulder at Faith, who wasn’t even pretending not to eavesdrop. “Please?” she mumbled.
“Well that didn’t sound sincere at all. I know what you sound like when you beg for real.”
A sharp, faint breath escaped from Lindsey’s mouth. She clamped her lips shut and stared even more intently out the window, trying not to think about the images Camilla’s words conjured up.
“Nevertheless, I’m a generous Mistress. I’ll let it go just this once.”
“Thank you,” Lindsey said.
“Tell Faith I said hello, and to make herself at home.”
“I will.” Lindsey looked back at Faith, who was sprawled out on the bed. “I should warn you, she’s already five minutes away from moving in.”
Faith stuck out her tongue.
“Well, she’s welcome to stay for a few days if you’d like,” Camilla said. “Speaking of which, I have some bad news. I have a lot more to do here than I expected, so I’m going to have to stay a bit longer. I won’t be back until Tuesday.”
“Oh,” Lindsey said. “That’s okay.”
“Let me make it up to you. I
’ve booked a reservation at my favorite day spa in the city for you and Faith. I hope you don’t already have plans tomorrow?”
“No, we don’t. Thank you!”