against the Cadillac. “The whole evening has been my pleasure. I hate to see it end,” he said.
“Me too.”
“Maybe it doesn't have to end,” Chad said, lowering his mouth to hers. He pressed his lips against hers, slow and easy, as if he were waiting for her to protest.
Wilhemina's heart pounded so fast she hoped she wouldn't faint. He slid his tongue inside her mouth and she opened her mouth in shock. She felt his hand squeeze her waist and hoped he didn't think she was too chubby. He moved his hand up her rib cage to the bottom of her breast and she couldn't stop a sound of surprise from the back of her throat.
“Like that?” he asked in a sensual tone. “I've got what you're looking for, Wilhemina.”
Her head in a fog, she stared into his blue, blue eyes. Could this be happening to her?
“I can give you what you want,” he said. “And I'll give you a real good price.”
Her body still churning with desire, Wilhemina blinked. Real good price? She shook her head. “Price? Good price?”
He nodded, licking his lips as he skimmed his hand down to her wrist and fondled her diamond tennis bracelet. “I'll take you anywhere you want to go and give you anything you want for a hundred dollars a day. You're rich and lonely. I'm broke and available. You've got the money, honey. I've got the time. We're a perfect match.”
“ Don't take a man back once he's done you wrong. It's like hoping the milk is still fresh after it's been sitting in the heat all day ”
—S UNNY C OLLINS'S WISDOM
Chapter 8
S hock stopped her speech for a full moment. She shook her head. “You want me to pay you to spend time with me?” she asked, incredulous.
He shrugged. “It could be a nice arrangement for both of us.” He grinned, flashing his dimple. “Think of me as your very own boy toy escort.”
Wilhemina felt as if she'd been kicked. Her throat tightened and she felt the threat of tears. Was she so weird that it would be impossible for someone to genuinely want to be with her? Why did she attract so many jerks? She'd had such hopes for this trip.
She looked at Chad and something inside her snapped. She was sick and tired of being disappointed. She remembered years ago in elementary school when a fellow student taped a sign on her back that said “Kick me.” She wondered if she was still wearing that sign. A spurt of hot anger broke through her cold shock. Her fingers itched to slap him. She inhaled a quick breath of air. She wondered what Katie would do in this situation. Her father, she knew, would haggle over the price. “Boy toy escort,” she echoed, pulling back slightly.
“I could show you a really good time,” he promised with a nod of pride.
“For one hundred dollars a day,” she repeated again, wondering where he had acquired such arrogance. Filled with hot outrage, she backed farther away from him. “How do I know your equipment meets my specifications?”
He gave a lazy yet confident grin. “My equipment's fine. I've never had a single complaint.”
“But that's just your word,” Wilhemina said, her heart pounding with fury and exhilaration as she turned the tables on him. “I need proof in order to pay you a hundred dollars. A hundred dollars is a lot of money.”
The barest hint of uneasiness crossed Chad's handsome face. “Well, I might be willing to negotiate. I'm a reasonable man. How about seventy-five dollars a day?”
“I don't know. I still don't know if you have” the right stuff,” Wilhemina said, wondering why she hadn't seen how slimy he was from the start.
“Well, what do you want me to do? Show you?” he demanded, hands on hips.
She bit her lip, resisting her overwhelming urge to laugh. “You know, I think that may be best. It's always better for both parties to have full knowledge and agreement before proceeding into a partnership, no matter how temporary the partnership,” she said, reciting what she'd heard her father say a-gazillion times before. She backed
“Me too.”
“Maybe it doesn't have to end,” Chad said, lowering his mouth to hers. He pressed his lips against hers, slow and easy, as if he were waiting for her to protest.
Wilhemina's heart pounded so fast she hoped she wouldn't faint. He slid his tongue inside her mouth and she opened her mouth in shock. She felt his hand squeeze her waist and hoped he didn't think she was too chubby. He moved his hand up her rib cage to the bottom of her breast and she couldn't stop a sound of surprise from the back of her throat.
“Like that?” he asked in a sensual tone. “I've got what you're looking for, Wilhemina.”
Her head in a fog, she stared into his blue, blue eyes. Could this be happening to her?
“I can give you what you want,” he said. “And I'll give you a real good price.”
Her body still churning with desire, Wilhemina blinked. Real good price? She shook her head. “Price? Good price?”
He nodded, licking his lips as he skimmed his hand down to her wrist and fondled her diamond tennis bracelet. “I'll take you anywhere you want to go and give you anything you want for a hundred dollars a day. You're rich and lonely. I'm broke and available. You've got the money, honey. I've got the time. We're a perfect match.”
“ Don't take a man back once he's done you wrong. It's like hoping the milk is still fresh after it's been sitting in the heat all day ”
—S UNNY C OLLINS'S WISDOM
Chapter 8
S hock stopped her speech for a full moment. She shook her head. “You want me to pay you to spend time with me?” she asked, incredulous.
He shrugged. “It could be a nice arrangement for both of us.” He grinned, flashing his dimple. “Think of me as your very own boy toy escort.”
Wilhemina felt as if she'd been kicked. Her throat tightened and she felt the threat of tears. Was she so weird that it would be impossible for someone to genuinely want to be with her? Why did she attract so many jerks? She'd had such hopes for this trip.
She looked at Chad and something inside her snapped. She was sick and tired of being disappointed. She remembered years ago in elementary school when a fellow student taped a sign on her back that said “Kick me.” She wondered if she was still wearing that sign. A spurt of hot anger broke through her cold shock. Her fingers itched to slap him. She inhaled a quick breath of air. She wondered what Katie would do in this situation. Her father, she knew, would haggle over the price. “Boy toy escort,” she echoed, pulling back slightly.
“I could show you a really good time,” he promised with a nod of pride.
“For one hundred dollars a day,” she repeated again, wondering where he had acquired such arrogance. Filled with hot outrage, she backed farther away from him. “How do I know your equipment meets my specifications?”
He gave a lazy yet confident grin. “My equipment's fine. I've never had a single complaint.”
“But that's just your word,” Wilhemina said, her heart pounding with fury and exhilaration as she turned the tables on him. “I need proof in order to pay you a hundred dollars. A hundred dollars is a lot of money.”
The barest hint of uneasiness crossed Chad's handsome face. “Well, I might be willing to negotiate. I'm a reasonable man. How about seventy-five dollars a day?”
“I don't know. I still don't know if you have” the right stuff,” Wilhemina said, wondering why she hadn't seen how slimy he was from the start.
“Well, what do you want me to do? Show you?” he demanded, hands on hips.
She bit her lip, resisting her overwhelming urge to laugh. “You know, I think that may be best. It's always better for both parties to have full knowledge and agreement before proceeding into a partnership, no matter how temporary the partnership,” she said, reciting what she'd heard her father say a-gazillion times before. She backed
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