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Prologue
Mason
“Do I even want to know?”
I considered my sister’s question before answering. She was aware of the job I’d lost, but I hadn’t shared with her the contract I’d signed a couple weeks earlier to help keep her head—and her family’s—above water.
“It’s nothing illegal,” I assured her, my insides quaking.
That was what my new boss had assured me of anyway.
“Nothing that will put you in harm’s way?” Marin’s concern bled through her tone, but she’d always been the nurturer to my older, softer soul.
“Promise.” I wasn’t sure I lied, but I had hopes for the night and months ahead. The amount of money I would make with every booking offered me the chance to assist her as I hadn’t been able to before. Climbing out of my car, I took my cell off speaker and held it up to my ear. “I have to go, Sis. Give your boys hugs from Uncle Mason.”
“When are you going to fly your sorry ass out here and hug them yourself?”
I considered my bank account that always sat on the verge of empty. “This new job pays better, so someday soon.”
“You’d better. It’s been too damn long,” Marin muttered in my ear. “Love you, big bro.”
“Love you too. I’ll transfer some money to you next week, okay?”
“You’re the best.” Marin’s voice broke. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You would survive—same as we’ve always done.” I hung up a few seconds later, swallowing thickness from my throat. Thoughts of family and love had no place in my mind for the coming hours.
Shoving my phone in my back pocket, I headed toward the hotel’s entrance, my heart rate quickening. While I couldn’t have much planned out in advance for my evening, I knew what to expect: a young man close to my height. Closet case. Strict bottom.
The cash would be well worth stepping outside my comfort zone with that last bit of knowledge and allow me to pay off one of my nephew’s medical bills and help provide for my sister’s family. That truth sent relief racing through my bloodstream, easing some of my jitters.
I counted to slow my breathing while riding the elevator to the eighth floor, my palm sweating where I clutched tightly to a black bag. I would do what I had to do—same as I always did.
My knock beneath the #816 plate echoed through the hallway.
Please the client.
The words repeated in my head as Preston pulled open the door to the suite he’d booked for the night. We stood eye to eye at just shy of six feet like I’d expected, his curls flaming red and gold beneath the dim overhead light. His focus flitted from my prematurely graying hair and beard to my fitted slacks and back up, lingering briefly on the olive button-down shirt that made my hazel eyes more sea-like than muddy.
“Mason?” he asked, finally settling his wary yet interested gaze on my face. The green of his orbs was even more stunning in person than on his profile picture.
I smiled easier than I’d expected, hoping to help him relax when my insides danced probably twice as fast as his. “Yes.”
He swallowed hard and stepped aside, allowing me entrance.
I’d never been in a swanky hotel before and took a quick glance around the space while setting aside the bag. My gaze got caught up on the windows overlooking Boston’s night skyline. Quite the view, one I hadn’t seen from such a height.
But a lot of firsts lay ahead of me tonight.
Preston would break my cherry so to speak, and as his escort, it was up to me to make him comfortable. Bring him pleasure in whatever way he wished. Fulfill his desires listed in the file I’d received from Elite Escort MM’s secretary, even if they didn’t match up with my own.
To say nervousness raced through my system would be an understatement, but I couldn’t help my excitement at a new, lucrative beginning.
“Would you like a drink?” Preston’s voice wavered, and I turned to find him wringing his hands in front of him. He’d gone barefoot, wore loose jeans, and a T-shirt stretched over his hitched shoulders.
While the young man’s handsomeness couldn’t be denied, he lacked the twink-like build I preferred. But getting him to relax and find release was my responsibility, and I wasn’t about to let him or my new boss down.
“Are you having one?” I asked even though I wouldn’t have minded something to help settle myself as well.
