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“What is it?” I ask curiously.
“I would like to hire you to be my fake girlfriend,” she says.
“W-what?” I stutter. Had I heard her right?
“I have a lot of work events coming up so I would like to hire you to come to all of them. You’d be financially compensated hugely for something like this. But you’d be required not to see anyone else in an escort realm until our contract is over. I run in a lot of the same circles as Angelica’s clients, and I’m worried about you going out with one of them and ruining our charade,” she explains.
“So you want to basically hire me to be your girlfriend?” I ask, making sure I’ve heard her correctly.
“Well,fakegirlfriend, but yes.”
“How much exactly am I worth?” I ask more out of curiosity.
Dylan chuckles. “You’d have more than enough to pay off your semester, get those tattoos you wanted, and put some leftover in your savings. I’d be paying a lot to have your discretion.”
“I see.” I nod.
“I can give you some time to think it over, and if you’re not interested I understand. But I do think I’m a better option than some of the clients you might run into.”
“Okay.”
“You’ll get back to me then?”
“Yes, I just need a little bit of time to think about it.” I sigh. I have just woken up and this makes me feel like I washed my face with a pot of coffee.
“Okay.” She hangs up and I lay back down in bed.
Am I crazy for considering something like that?I mean, I could use the money and I had lucked out thus far with clients, but it isn’t always going to be like that. If I stick with Dylan, I’ll have a consistent flow of cash and know exactly who I am going to be with. Besides trying to drunk kiss me, she is a nice woman. Even trying it, she apologized and I know she feels bad about crossing any boundaries. I look at the clock and realize it’s after eleven am, she hadn’t called early, I was just sleeping in.
I walk over to Sara’s room and knock lightly. I don’t want to wake her, but if she is already awake she’ll hear my knock. She doesn’t answer so I head to the kitchen to make us some coffee. The smell of a fresh brewed cup usually does the trick. By the time her cup is made, she’s walking out of her room with bedhead and pajamas on.
“I thought I smelled coffee,” she says with a yawn.
“I need to talk to you about something.”
“Oh gosh, did something happen?” Her eyes go from almost shut to deer in headlights.
“No, no. Well, kind of? I don’t know.” I sigh.
“Okay, just start from the beginning.” She takes the cup of coffee from me and sits across from me at the counter as I think about where to start.
“Okay, so last night Dylan tried to kiss me but she was drunk so I turned away.”
“Wait, did you want her to kiss you?” Yes. I want to scream, but I shrug.
“I don’t know.”
“Liar! It’s written all over your face, you wanted her to kiss you,” she exclaims.
“Well, it’s moot. I wouldn’t kiss a client.” I sigh.
“Okay, go on so she tried to kiss you but didn’t.”
“Now she just called me and said she wants to hire me to be her fake girlfriend for a few months. Paying me extra but I’d have to be exclusive to her.”
“Oh damn, this lady has it baaaad for you.” She chuckles.
“No, I think it’s purely professional.” I scrunch my eyebrows together.
