Surrender to You
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“So how was my delivery?”
“Just as insightful and professional as I had expected.” He tapped his fingers on the long glass table. “You’ve made it quite clear that it’s my upper management that requires some additional training.”
“With change comes a shift in priorities, in protocol and rule making, and that challenges the reigns.” I slipped my laptop into its case and collected my highlighters and pens.
He leaned across the oversized table, clasping his hands together. “Are you sure I can’t lure you into coming to work for me?”
I gathered up my hair and pulled it to the side, wrapping it around my neck to rest on the right side of my collar.
Ken had been relentless in wooing me to become his personal project assistant, but I wasn’t interested in working for someone else. I wanted to control my schedule. I wanted to call the shots. Not to mention that not being in one place for too long minimized the risk of people finding out about my past.
“It’s a nice offer, and it’s much appreciated, but I want to try things on my own.”
His persistence was baffling and it made all of my red flags go up, because the only reason I’d ever gotten attention from men was because of my looks or what I could do for them in bed.
“Just know the offer stands. If you get tired of going at it alone, give me a call.”
He stared at me and I had no choice but to hold his gaze. Nervousness washed over me, not because he made me uncomfortable, but it was as if Ken staring at me for too long would reveal my secret. How would he react? Would he have given me this opportunity if he’d known about my past?
I didn’t want to find out.
“I knew there was something special about you the first time we met and you disagreed with your professor about rational choice theory.”
I found it odd that he’d chosen that moment to form his opinion of me, because I definitely hadn’t employed any logical or prudent decisions in my own life. I’d become a damn escort, for goodness sake.
“The office door is always open, Grace.” Ken held out his hand and I shook it.
With an appreciative smile, I walked out of the suburban office building and trekked across the parking lot to my hatchback.
I didn’t regret my decision to become an escort. I’d done what I had to do at the time in order to help my family and obtain the future I wanted—to be my own boss and build a career in something I was passionate about. Next up, finding someone to love.
I knew my Prince Charming was out there. I might have to turn over a few extra rocks and kiss a few extra frogs to find him, but I was willing to do the work.
There was a happily-ever-after out there for me, and when I found it, I’d grab on with both hands and never let it go.
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