“Unbelievable. I would want the talkers.” Would it possible to get only the talkers?
“It’s not that simple. After a couple of months of trying out several mentors, I was asked for exclusivity from one of mine. Basically, I see only him and his partner.” She gave me a look that I recognized as her don’t judge me look. “Yes, I do both of them. It works out well for all of us.” Who was this woman and what had she done with my best friend?
“Partners? As in plural? Who are these men? I’ve never heard you mention anyone’s name.” These secrets had robbed me of my friend.
“That’s part of the deal. They remain anonymous, and I get through my grad program debt free, well fed, and housed. It’s my goal to build good relationships with these people. They’re in my industry and they have the connections I need to succeed.”
“Do you ever get attached to them? Aren’t you afraid of falling in love?” Would it be possible to be in an intimate relationship and keep it superficial? Doesn’t intimacy lead to love?
“Don’t fall in love. I went into this knowing it wasn’t a real relationship. It’s a job. I give them what they want. They give me what I need. The only way to survive is to keep that in the forefront of your mind.” Her tone seemed to fade as the words slipped hesitantly from her mouth.
“Are they married?” How would I feel about being the other woman? I may have had sex with more than a few men, but I’d never cheated on anyone, and I was never the girl that anyone cheated with.
“The men I see are single as far as their profile states. I know it’s a lot to absorb, but the call I got was from my boss. She wants me to bring you to her office for an interview and to size you up if you’re interested. What do you think?”
What do I think? How does one get sized up for a job peddling sex?
I turned in the booth and looked around the mostly empty coffee shop, spotting my co-worker. She rolled her eyes at some possibly cheesy comment the man in front of her at the counter said. No more shitty comments and equally shitty tips. What did I have to lose?
“Let’s go. Can I at least go home and change? I’m not sure wearing my nursing uniform is appropriate.” I looked down and considered my voluptuousness. Despite the placement of the red crosses, these suckers had only made me forty today.
Was I really considering this? This wasn’t how I was raised, but given my parents’ opinion of me, it wouldn’t have been too far outside their expectations.
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Other Books by Kelly Collins
The Boys of Fury Series
Redeeming Ryker
Saving Silas
Delivering Decker
The Boys of Fury Boxset
The Second Chance Series
Set Free
Set Aside
Set in Stone
Set Up
Set On You
The Second Chance Series Boxset
Making the Grade Series
The Learning Curve
The Dean’s List
The Graduate
Honor Roll
Making the Grade Boxset
The Decadent Series
Just Dessert
Brownie Points
Whipped
The Decadent Series Boxset
A Meet Me Romance Collection
Meet Me Under the Full Moon
Meet Me On the Dance Floor
Meet Me In the Middle
Meet Me In Secret
A Meet Romance Collection Boxset
Kindle World Books
Fated and Furr-oscious
Unbearable Love
Bearly a Choice
Nailed by Love
Off the Grid
Standalone Novels and Novellas
True North
Tempo
Blue Ribbon Summer
Billion Dollar Smile
Lucky in Rio
Holiday Novels
Cole for Christmas
The Trouble With Tinsel
Wrapped Around My Heart
Mistletoe and Millionaires
About the Author
International bestselling author of over 30 novels, Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping the love alive. Always a romantic, she blends real-life events with her vivid imagination to create characters and stories that lovers of contemporary romance, new adult, and romantic suspense will return to again and again.
Kelly lives in Colorado at the base of the Rocky Mountains with her husband of 27 years, their two dogs, and a bird that hates her. She has three amazing children.
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