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“No one should ever drink alone,” I reply as I open the door to usher her inside. She makes herself at home, going to the kitchen to retrieve the glasses as I sit on the couch, angled toward the space she eventually takes.
The TV is on, but the volume is low, and I don’t turn it up. I want her to know she’s my focus tonight. I think that’s what she wants, too.
“You didn’t work tonight?” she asks as she takes a sip.
With a shake of my head, I reply, “Nope. I had two clients yesterday, though.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks start to turn pink at the mention of my work.
I let the moment grow more charged by the second as we stare across the sofa at each other.
“Tell me,” I say, just above a whisper. “If you could hire an escort to do anything you want, what would you hire me for?”
Her eyes widen as she puts her lips against the rim of her wineglass. After a quick drink, she averts her gaze as she responds. “I don’t know.”
“Sure you do,” I say. “There must be something.”
“You mean like…sex?” Her eyes finally meet mine, and I find myself grinning with how adorable she is. So innocent and yet so…curious.
“Not necessarily.”
“I don’t know, then. I feel like there’s a whole world of possibilities that I’m not even aware of. But…I’m married now, so…I never will.”
“Don’t say that.”
“It’s true,” she snaps back with a chuckle. “Caleb and I don’t have that kind of marriage, and the sex we do have used to be fun, but now it’s all about trying to get pregnant. It’s like all of the intimacy and pleasure has been sucked out of the act altogether.”
Fuck, that’s sad.
“Have you thought about telling him what you want?” The words slip out, and I realize once I’ve uttered them that giving her relationship advice is the opposite of my goal right now, but I can’t help myself. Everything about Briar screams unhappy and afraid, even though she won’t admit it.
Standing from the couch with a huff, she moves toward the kitchen for another glass. “God, no,” she replies haughtily.
“Why not?”
She tries to laugh it off again. “Because I don’t even know what I want.”
I stand from the couch and move toward her. Something beyond the wager I made with Caleb is compelling me to help her. Maybe it’s my own desire or attraction to her. Maybe it’s because even in my line of work, I’ve never wanted to see someone discover what turns them on more than I want Briar to.
I want to watch her find a part of herself she didn’t know existed.
So, without thinking, I just speak, changing my tone to a deeper, steadier cadence.
“Briar, I want you to kneel.”
The hand lifting the glass to her lips freezes as her expression twists in confusion. “What?”
“You heard me. Get on your knees.”
I watch the color drain from her face. “Why?” she whispers.
“Because I want to see if you’ll do it. And I want to see if you like it.”
“I shouldn’t,” she murmurs to herself. “Dean, I won’t cheat on my husband.”
“I’m not telling you to suck my dick, Briar. This has nothing to do with cheating. I’m just telling you to kneel.”
At the mention of sucking my dick, her eyes go wide again before she quickly turns her gaze down to the floor.
