Font Size:  

He had lovely fingers. Made for stroking.

She was going to pretend she hadn’t noticed that.

“Lia, Lia, Lia,” he said. “You do surprise me.”

He had the audacity to grin at her, smugly. As if he’d been expecting her request.

“You’re a male escort,” she reminded him. “I don’t believe for one second you’re surprised that someone wants to employ you for that purpose.”

“Employ me for that purpose? You really are the prissiest madam I’ve ever met. And I’ve met my fair share of madams.”

“We’re negotiating,” Lia said. “I take my negotiations seriously.”

“You do. I respect that. And you are certainly your father’s daughter at the negotiating table. Quite ruthless. I’m shivering in my shoes.”

“You’re barefoot.”

He held out his naked foot and wiggled his toes. “You noticed.”

She was very tired of his dancing around the subject.

“Do we have a deal or not?” she asked.

“On Friday, you give me the Rose Kylix for good, and I give you one million pounds. Until then, you wish to drink from the kylix and explore your fantasies—with me. And you want us to make love all week, inthisworld, as well. I have all that correct?”

“That’s correct,” she said. “Before you say yes or no, let me remind you that all I have to do is take the Rose Kylix to any one of Daddy’s wealthy art collector friends and show them what it can do. I’ll have offers of five, six, seven million or more by end of business on Tuesday. Once they feel its effects like I did.”

“Then why don’t you?”

“They’d try to understand why it does what it does, and they might destroy it while analyzing it.”

“Very likely,” August said.

“And it’s a Greek artifact and you’re Greek. It belonged to the religion you profess to be a member of. It should go to you and your...church? If at all possible, I mean. Good form and all that.”

“Very good form. And you definitely want me to make love to you?”

“If you don’t mind,” she said. “I was thinking it might be...therapeutic.”

“I can’t say I’d mind that at all. I’d say we have a deal.”

He held out his hand again, and Lia shook it. When she tried to pull hers back, he held on to it.

“Now...” he said, “get your kit off. Meet you in bed in nine seconds.”

August stood up. He took his jacket off and threw it over the back of his chair.

“What? Right now?” she asked, suddenly panicking.

“Why not? Can you think of a better way to seal the deal?”

“You want to have sex with me right this second?”

“You on my cock will take the sting out of the million pounds I’m paying you,” he said.

“I need to prepare myself.”

August shook his head. “I don’t care if you’re waxed or not.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com