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As he stands there with his phone to his ear, I look him up and down, my eyes stopping at his crotch.

I’m more than confused.

His bulging erection could be seen from the Moon, and threatens to break through his pants, yet here I am putting my clothes back on.

He catches my questioning gaze.

I want to get down on my knees, unzip his pants, and take him into my mouth, but his body language says otherwise.

“Ah,” he takes his wallet from his back pocket, pulls out a hundred-dollar bill, “for the taxi.”

He really is sending me home.

I screwed up. Big time.

Chapter 2

Sofia

My phone ringing wakes me up.

I’m way too tired to bother looking to see who’s calling so early, so I just answer it.

“Hello.” My voice is groggy.

“How did it go last night with your first client?” Cassie asks.

I’m silent for a moment because I don’t know how to start explaining what happened.

Cassandra Fitz-James, my former part-time employee at my short-lived business, introduced me to Elite Encounters Escorts. I lost my last job waitressing at a local lounge two weeks ago after a jackass grabbed my ass with both hands. I jabbed him with my elbow. When he folded over, I slammed the tray I was still holding over his head.

His explanation? “I wanted to know what your round ass felt like in my hands.”

Asshole.

Don’t fucking mess with a financially ruined woman if you know what’s good for you.

Cassie and I have grown closer during my financial meltdown. Over drinks where I poured my heart out, she shared a life-changing secret.

“Sofia, I make more money in one month as a high-end escort than most people make in a year.”

That revelation was like the light bulb went on.

Desperation will make you do the unthinkable.

“Sofia, say something. You’re making me nervous.” The worry in Cassie’s voice brings me back to the moment.

“I’m here.”

“Talk.”

What time is it?

I check my clock.

Eight a.m.? It’s way too early.

“Hello, I’m waiting.”

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