Amy caught herself biting her thumb, the same way Mr. King had. She felt herself blush like a school girl.
“Oh,” he said, “I bought you a present.” He jumped up.
On the coffee table was a box wrapped and tied with a bow. He sat it down on the floor beside her. “For you,” he said.
Amy sat up and stared at it. It had been ages since she’d received a gift. An envelope was tucked into the bow. She pulled it out.
“Oh wait,” he said. “Open that last. The present first.”
Amy pulled the bow off and tore the paper, revealing a box with a strange image on the front. She pulled it closer to the firelight to better see it. There was a plastic mask-like contraption with tubes on the cover. Amy squinted.
“It’s a breast pump,” he said. “For when you’re at home.”
Amy looked at him dumbfounded, then started cracking up laughing. “You can’t be serious.”
Mr. King’s smile faded. “It’s part of the arrangement.”
“Yes, I know. I just wasn’t expecting it. I thought maybe- never mind. I’ll get to work right away boss.” She winked at him and began laughing again.
“Well, open the envelope.”
Obediently, Amy opened it and peaked inside. It was a check. She took it out and saw the figure of forty thousand dollars, twice the amount they had agreed upon.
“I knew that would make you smile,” Mr. King said and kissed her.
“Thank you, I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t thank me. It’s business and you’re very good at it.”
Right, business, she thought sadly.
Mr. King watched her closely. He stretched out on the rug like a cat. Coming to some conclusion, he rubbed his face and clapped his hands. “Well it’s getting late. You should be off. You need your sleep. I’ll call and arrange for another session soon.”
“Of course, a session.” Amy felt dispirited. She dressed quickly and headed for the door.
“The driver will take you home.”
Amy avoided his eyes.
“Hey,” he said. He brought her face to his and kissed her. “This is only the beginning.”
Amy smiled. It wasn’t much, but it was a start. Plus, she had her check and lest she forget, her breast pump to keep her company. She began to laugh again.
He studied her closely. “You are a curious creature.”
“Curious, is certainly one of many words I could use to describe you,” she said.
Mr. King smiled and shrugged. Amy left the house and walked to her waiting car.
“Another session soon! Don’t forget,” he shouted. Amy waved the check in the air and blew a kiss to him.
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