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"You don't have to drive anywhere," I said. "But I need your keys to get your car and your clothes from the lake and bring them back here. Think of my keys as collateral."
She bit her lip and then nodded. "Okay," she said. "But if you think this makes you even, then you're wrong."
I smirked. "I'm sure I'll think of something else, then. Maybe I can cook for you. It's not often I have the pleasure of cooking for someone."
She laughed. I loved the sound of it. "I don't think you understand how this whole debt thing works."
"Maybe not." I grinned. "But I'm good with that. I want you to get some rest while I'm gone, okay? Actual rest. Sitting down. Watching a good movie. Can you do that for me?"
She bit her lip and nodded. "Yes, sir," she whispered.
The way she said it sent heat straight through me. She sounded so cute and submissive, just like a good girl. I wondered how she would sound if she called me Daddy. "Good girl," I said cautiously.
Her cheeks turned a rosy red and she gave me a small smile. She looked bashful, but not uncomfortable. Thank god for that. "I'll be back," I said. "Choose your favorite movie and relax for me. And I'll be happy to cook you whatever you want tonight, okay?"
5
Anna
Christopher was confusing. I didn't know what to make of him. I should be worried about having a strange man in my apartment, but something about Christopher made me feel safe. I didn't think he would hurt me. Why would he even want me in the first place? I was at least ten years younger than him, after all. He seemed so mature and put together compared to me.
If I was actually beautiful, I would understand. But I wasn't, especially compared to the glamorous actresses he worked with regularly.
I used to be pretty and I still would be if I ever found the time and energy to take care of myself. But as it was, I was constantly running on a diet of caffeine and ramen, just trying to make it through the day. I barely found the time to shower and brush my teeth, let alone cut my hair, put on lotion, and other basis self--care things. Even though I was twenty-one, I could easily pass for older.
So I doubted Christopher wanted anything to do with me, at least that way. He was just being nice. But why he felt the need to be nice to me was beyond me.
However, I had to admit, it was nice being ordered to relax. I usually felt so guilty whenever I took some time for myself. I always needed to be working or being productive. If I wasn't working, then I should be studying and doing homework to make sure I got the best grades possible. Any time I took to relax was because I was too burnt out to physically do something productive.
But not today. Today I cuddled up on the couch and waited for Christopher to come back. It felt nice to just relax and watch a movie and not worry about anything else.
I put on Beauty and the Beast, one of my favorite childhood movies. It had been years since I had taken the time to watch it.
While it played, I slowly started to get sleepy. My eyelids fluttered shut as I watched the Beast twirl, Belle, around the dancefloor.
I don't know the exact moment I fell asleep but I woke up to the sound of my door being unlocked. I sat up, with a sharp gasp as it opened, only to relax when I saw it was Christopher letting himself in. "Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to wake you."
I felt myself blush a little at his words. I felt like I was constantly blushing around him. It was hard not to. He was really sexy. And he had been so kind to me. I wasn't sure what to make of it. "It's all right," I said.
He was carrying a shopping bag. "I wasn't sure what food you had here, so I went shopping," he said. "I hope fettuccine alfredo sounds good."
My mouth water. "That sounds amazing," I said. "Honestly, anything that isn't ramen would be fantastic."
He grinned. "Life of a college student, huh?"
"Yeah," I said. I struggled to stand up, ignoring the sharp jolt of pain in my leg. "Let me help you."
"Don't even think about it," he said. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Sit down," he said firmly.
My legs follow his orders automatically. "Yes, sir," I said, biting my lip. Why did I like it when he took such a firm tone with me?
Christopher looked almost regretful. "I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't speak to you like that."
"I don't mind," I said. I looked away, wondering if I had said too much. I could swear I could feel his gaze on me, examining me. It made my entire pussy feel wet. I needed to get a grip.
Christopher cleared his throat. "So if you don't want to be an actor, what do you want to do?"
"It's going to sound stupid."
