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"Really, Jackson. Is this an indecent proposal?" I shake my head. "Are you going to offer me a million dollars to sleep with you?" I pause and wrinkle my nose. "Which is weird because I've already slept with you." His eyes are dazed and confused.
"What are you talking about?"
"The movie, Indecent Proposal. That's where he offers her a?—"
"Ah…" He cuts me off. "That sort of proposal. No, I'm not going to offer you a million dollars to sleep with me, like you said, we've already banged."
"I don't like to use the word 'bang,'" I say to him, and he laughs as he shifts closer to me. "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" he says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I take a couple of deep breaths, but I can't stop my body from trembling. "I'm not about to sleep with you again."
"But the first time was so much fun."
"It was okay. Tell me, why are you here?"
"What if I told you I could get you the best letters of recommendation? I could put in a good word for you at NYU and Columbia and basically guarantee your admission to either law school."
"Really? What are you, like, a mafia boss?"
"No, but I work for Rosser International. My father runs Pruitt Holdings. I can write a check for millions of dollars as a donation. Admissions looks kindly upon those things."
"I'm not going to end up in jail because you paid my way into law school."
"You still have to apply. Do you have a good GPA?"
"It was not bad. A three point five."
"That's great. You just do well on the LSAT," he shrugs, "and we'll get you in."
"Okay. I still have to think about?—"
"I will cover all tuition and housing for the three years you're in law school. I'll help you get into any big law firm you want as an associate for the summers."
Something is up with this offer of his. "What? Why?"
"I'll even give you a stipend on top of that. And…" he says, running his finger down my cheek, "I'll set up scholarship accounts for Luke and Charlotte." He pauses. "I'll put in a hundred thousand dollars each in mutual funds. By the time they're ready for college, that should be a nice chunk of change."
"Why would you do all of this for me? Why are you here? What do you want?" I shudder. "Oh my gosh. You're not going to ask me to do something disgusting, are you?"
"What do you mean by ‘disgusting’?"
"I don't know. Like drinking your urine or something. I know there are freaky guys out there that like women to do those sorts of things." Oh my God, I hope he’s not a freak or has some strange fetish that he wants to pay me for.
"Who do you think I am? No, I don't want you to drink my urine. That's disgusting."
"I think it's disgusting, as well."
"Would you have done it if I said that's what you needed to do?"
"Of course not! Not at all!"
"Good, because that's not what I want you to do."
"Then what do you want me to do? I don't understand why you're going to offer me all this."
"I need you to pretend you're my fiancée."
"What?" I shout. "You want me to pretend to be your fiancée? Are you crazy?" I stare at him in shock.
