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“And now that we’re all here, in the same room, is it still your fantasy? How about it, Katie, dowemeasure up toyourfantasy?”
Rick visibly squirmed, and his eyes were full of apology, but I didn’t mind. I had metal. I had to have metal, or I wouldn’t last five minutes of this crazy shit.
“Yes, it’s still my fantasy. You’re a very attractive couple.”
Carl nodded, seemingly appeased, and I felt strangely satisfied by his approval. “Good.” He got to his feet and stepped away, grabbing an envelope from a corner cabinet. He handed it over. “Our paperwork.”
Shit really was getting real. I pulled my own envelope from my bag and offered it to him. His fingers touched mine as he took it and I swear I felt the spark. He gave me a nod as if he’d felt it too.
I pulled out their documentation, STI test results less than a month old. They were clean, both of them. Carl had already finished with my paperwork by the time I’d finished. He offered it to Rick, but Rick waved it away. “We should have had a drink,” he said. “Sorry.”
I shrugged. “Better to get the formalities out of the way, right?”
He went to answer but Carl started up again. “You’re on the pill?”
I nodded. “Yes. I’m very careful.”
“And you’re comfortable with this being an exclusive arrangement? No other partners on the side.”
“Yes.”
“How long are you willing to commit?”
I drank the rest of my water. “I’m unsure… I was thinking a few months. Maybe six?”
“Six months works. We can talk again after six. Renegotiate the arrangement. Iron out any issues.”
There was an edge to his words that sent a shiver up my spine. A brooding heaviness, and it felt so ominous.
Rick piped up, his tone light. “Of course we’ll talk,” he said. “Often. Nothing is set in stone, we’re people, right?” He laughed. “This thing isn’t going to be signed in blood. We can be flexible; make sure everyone’s happy.”
Carl pulled out a mobile phone. “So, what are you hoping for in terms of the financials, Katie? Do you have a figure in mind?”
I suddenly felt dirty, and fought back the nerves.Money. I hate talking about money.“I’m really not sure… do you?”
“We paid our last companion two grand a month, but she only did one weekend out of every two. She had children.”
Their last companion. Nothing like making a girl feel special. I brushed it aside. “That’s… generous. Very generous.”
“Not that generous. You should hold out for three.”
I forced a smile. “Maybe I will.”
Rick reached out, put a hand on my arm. “We’re more than happy to give you three.”
Three grand a month. My legs were shaking. I could do a lot with three grand a month… If I kept my waitressing job, just weeknights… I could have saved enough in six months, enough for everything, or at least a shot.
My voice came out raspy. “What would you expect for three grand a month?”
The air felt heavy until Carl answered. “Three weekends out of four, ideally. A sunny disposition at all times. And sex. Lots of sex.”
“I can do that.” I wished I was as sure as I sounded, but three grand would make me sure.
“Fine.” Carl tapped at his phone. “What’s your email address?”
“Katie S loves horses at gmail dot com.”
He raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment. “Sent.”
