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Paul had a say in the final decision on whether the clinic would choose me as a surrogate. My stomach soured. I’d blown it.
I tried to retrieve the photo, but the message was already opened. The silver bikini top was a push-up bra that showed a lot of boobs and too much skin. I looked like a curvy sex kitten.Shit. Shit. Shit.
The line went silent for a full minute, and I tensed.What must he think?I had little experience with men, and I began to understand my disadvantage.Perhaps I do need to date more.
But then Paul said, “I’m surprised.”
I touched my throat. “A good surprise?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I’m so sorry for sending that photo. I haven’t had much sleep, and I just—”
“I meant that I prefermywoman’s body covered up in public and wearing even less in private. And I like too much that you shared this photo with me. I find it impulsive, naughty, and quite intriguing.”
Hiswoman. Ah…What?
Like belonging to him?No, Nadia. He didn’t mean that about you. But he was possessive, and for some reason, it turned me on. Now, I was even more interested, but I wanted more clarity about his interest in me.
“Intriguing…like sexy?”
“Verysexy, Nadia. What part did you like, showing off your body or being restrained?”
I palmed my warm cheek. “It was something different from the norm. I didn’t think of it as sexual. I wasn’t seriously restrained. It was just a prop my friend used to make the image dramatic. When my friend Xander asked to dress me up, I was honored to try one of his creations. I put it on, and everyone in his group was dressed up in fun. It felt more like a costume,” I babbled on, overexplaining to cover my embarrassment.
The sound of a voice calling his name came over the line. “Excuse me, Nadia.” The phone muffled. When he returned seconds later, he said, “Unfortunately, I must go to LA, but I’ll return on Sunday. I’d like to see you again. Would you like that?”
My stomach fluttered, and my pulse sped up. “Yes, Paul, um, yes, I’d like to see you again too.”
He laughed. “Sunday. I should return by then. Goodbye, Nadia.”
We ended the call, and I danced in place.Paul Crane wants to see me again!But then I remembered, the Lollipop mixer was Saturday night.
Maybe I can do both?I still needed the money, but I wasn’t sure what Paul Crane would think. He hadn’t yet said what he wanted, and I wasn’t even sure the surrogacy would work for me.
What would it be like to date such a rich and powerful man? Okay, slow down. Paul Crane didn’t want to date me. He was simply…intrigued.But if he was interested…as in, if he really was a unicorn….
I’d imagine he’d be demanding. During the short time I’d spent with Paul, he seemed to control everything in his environment. With the way he commanded everything, I found it hard not to want to do whatever he asked. That made being with a man like him much more challenging and dangerous.
Iwhimpered and clutched my throbbing head as I waited for Sophie to zip up the back of my dress.
Sophie tutted. “You’re not wearing that ugly, shapeless dress. At least get rid of this.” She tugged at my ponytail and pulled out the tie. “You got to give the men something to work with.”
My dress wasn’t shapeless, but it was a modest tiered pink dress. Even though I knew the men were looking for a coed escort, I didn’t want to over advertise that I was available.
I also was aware of Paul’s return, and he expected to see me tomorrow. I would honestly be more surprisedifI heard from him, but a part of me hadn’t given up hope that he might make contact.
What surprised me was how every time I thought of Paul, I imagined what it would be like to kiss him or be touched by him.Where was that level of attraction coming from?It didn’t make sense. Paul Crane was so far out of my league and had quitepossibly forgotten about me, despite what he’d said abouthis woman.
“Hurry up!” Sophie shouted.
I brushed my hair and left it down. “Don’t tell me what to do, and stop yelling. I have a headache. Why are you going anyway?”
“I want Trevor to know he doesn’t own me,” she said, but I believed the reason had more to do with keeping an eye on him.Or she wants to make him jealous.
My head pounded. I grabbed a tissue to stop my nose from dripping. “Do you have any aspirin I can take?”
“Add more makeup.” She frowned but dug in her purse and gave me a pill. I took it and drained the glass of water I’d been sipping from while getting ready.
