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CHAPTER SEVEN
Joanie
I don’t know what to think, not really.
Especially not after checking my bank account.
Because a new deposit had been made. One hundred and twenty thousand dollars, marked as “bonus pay.”
Oh my god.
Just a week ago, I had only thirty bucks in there. No way to make next month’s rent. But it was okay because there was a plan. After my first paycheck, I’d throw myself at my landlord’s feet, begging for mercy while proffering the cash.
But now, there’s a hundred and seventy thousand dollars staring back at me from my bank account. Fifty thousand from individual encounters, plus the new deposit from our group session in Tucson.
Oh god.
It’s enough to pay a year of rent upfront.
Scratch that. I could easily fork over five or ten years of rent right now.
I could even go back to school.
I could get my degree, and start the path to becoming a chemist.
But instead, here I am on the G6 again.
But not as a stewardess. Instead, Nick and Charlie are treating me like I belong, a guest instead of the help.
“Thank you,” I said sweetly as Mr. North brought me a glass of orange juice. He’s probably never served anyone in his life before.
But the alpha didn’t blink an eye.
“Of course,” he growled, blue gaze intense. “You must be dehydrated after that work out. We want you to be in tip top shape baby. Help yourself to the refrigerator onboard, there’s plenty of food. You feel tired, take a nap in back,” he rumbled, nodding to the closed door.
I flushed. The twins and I had already used that mattress, so I was well aware of its presence.
“Thank you,” I murmured, flashing him a smile over the rim of the glass. “I appreciate it.”
“No, thank you,” interjected Mr. Childs. “We want to thank you for your hard work.”
Because after the incredible session in the conference room, I accompanied the six men back to their house in the desert. It’d been surprising at first.
“You have a house?” my voice quivered. “All six of you share a home in Tucson?”
Andrew threw his head back with laughter, eyes quizzical and amused.
“Yes. Why, is that weird, sweetheart?”
I didn’t know what to say. It was strange for sure. First, because they could certainly afford six homes. So why buy just one? And second, why would six adult males share a home to begin with? Didn’t they want to live separately?
But Aaron answered, reading my mind.
“Think of it like a time share,” he remarked casually. “None of us are in Tucson very often, not even Tom,” he drawled. “Asshole is always in the air, flying here and there. So it made sense to share a home. Plunk down some cash, whoever’s in town uses it.”
“I’ve only been in Tucson twice this year,” added Damien. “Makes no sense to have a huge house that’s empty.”
I nodded slowly. Of course. Billionaires don’t waste, it’s how they got rich in the first place.
