the risk with if I need to. It’s high octane, intensive and stressful but I love it. What I don’t like to do is to make mistakes once I’ve found something I’m interested in, and consequently I need to know every tiny detail. There’s always something to occupy me. I’m not good at relaxing.”
And you’re lonely. He hadn’t said it, but Tyler felt it. And I’m lonely too.
“Why me?” Tyler had asked before but he needed to ask again. “Why did you think you needed to pay me?” He pushed his empty plate away. He could have eaten that meal all over again.
“Because this way we both know exactly what we’re getting into. Money’s not an issue for me. I’m happy to pay for four months of exclusivity and I’m guessing after nearly three years at college you’ll have racked up a fair amount of debt.”
Tyler tried not to stiffen but he couldn’t help it. No way could Haris know the real reason behind his need to pay off what he owed. The guy might be an expert on researching investment opportunities, but Tyler didn’t want to be subject to that sort of scrutiny. There was too much in his past that could come back and bite him.
Haris put a folded sheet of paper on the table between them. When Tyler picked it up he saw there were two pages with dotted lines at the bottom for their signatures. He read carefully.
A confidentiality clause. Right, as if he were likely to blab about this.
Place of employment. Haris’s address in Holland Park. Though he’d still need to keep his flat. There had to be somewhere to come back to after they were done.
Exclusively Haris’s for four months . He’d never been with anyone for that long.
For a sum of twenty thousand pounds. An amount that stole his breath.
Plus ten thousand for clothes, shoes, sundries. No breath left to steal.
“No pension?” Tyler asked.
Haris smiled. “You in or out?”
Tyler took the pen he offered and signed, twice. What did he have to lose? He could cope with four months of anything for that sort of money.
Haris signed both sheets and handed one to Tyler. They weren’t worth the paper they were written on, though he hoped Tyler would think the opposite. No way would he have involved a lawyer, he’d written the contract himself. But Tyler had signed. He’d agreed. Haris could hardly believe it.
It was possible the sex would be disastrous. Possible but highly unlikely. Every cell in his body was magnetically attracted to Tyler. Sex would be outstandingly good. Hot, sweaty, fast and furious fucking which would make him relieved his room was a long way from Wilson’s. He and Tyler were going to be noisy.
“Now what?” Tyler asked.
Now I have to sit and wait for my erection to subside.
“I want you to move in tomorrow,” Haris said.
Tyler shifted in his seat. “Should we try things out first?”
Haris bristled. “You just signed the contract.”
“You might be disappointed. You don’t know what I’m like. My habit of throwing my socks in a corner might drive you crazy. You don’t know me.”
You’re so sexy you take my breath away. “I know you don’t like liver, you prefer your steak well done, you love music and you’re talented. You miss your mother, you had a rough childhood and you’ve learned to be self-reliant. You’re not afraid of much, but you don’t like to have your breathing restricted, you need money badly and though you might hold your body cheap, that’s not true of your emotions.”
A shadow crossed Tyler’s face as he tensed and drew into himself. Damn, I’ve pissed him off.
“Thirty thousand’s not fucking cheap and why do you think I need money so badly?”
He’d earned more than that in one deal today. “You let yourself get tied up, gagged and put on display for payment.”
Tyler scowled. “How do you know I did it for money?”
Because Wilson had followed him and listened to his conversation with a guy in a smart suit, but it was a reasonable guess that Tyler had been
And you’re lonely. He hadn’t said it, but Tyler felt it. And I’m lonely too.
“Why me?” Tyler had asked before but he needed to ask again. “Why did you think you needed to pay me?” He pushed his empty plate away. He could have eaten that meal all over again.
“Because this way we both know exactly what we’re getting into. Money’s not an issue for me. I’m happy to pay for four months of exclusivity and I’m guessing after nearly three years at college you’ll have racked up a fair amount of debt.”
Tyler tried not to stiffen but he couldn’t help it. No way could Haris know the real reason behind his need to pay off what he owed. The guy might be an expert on researching investment opportunities, but Tyler didn’t want to be subject to that sort of scrutiny. There was too much in his past that could come back and bite him.
Haris put a folded sheet of paper on the table between them. When Tyler picked it up he saw there were two pages with dotted lines at the bottom for their signatures. He read carefully.
A confidentiality clause. Right, as if he were likely to blab about this.
Place of employment. Haris’s address in Holland Park. Though he’d still need to keep his flat. There had to be somewhere to come back to after they were done.
Exclusively Haris’s for four months . He’d never been with anyone for that long.
For a sum of twenty thousand pounds. An amount that stole his breath.
Plus ten thousand for clothes, shoes, sundries. No breath left to steal.
“No pension?” Tyler asked.
Haris smiled. “You in or out?”
Tyler took the pen he offered and signed, twice. What did he have to lose? He could cope with four months of anything for that sort of money.
Haris signed both sheets and handed one to Tyler. They weren’t worth the paper they were written on, though he hoped Tyler would think the opposite. No way would he have involved a lawyer, he’d written the contract himself. But Tyler had signed. He’d agreed. Haris could hardly believe it.
It was possible the sex would be disastrous. Possible but highly unlikely. Every cell in his body was magnetically attracted to Tyler. Sex would be outstandingly good. Hot, sweaty, fast and furious fucking which would make him relieved his room was a long way from Wilson’s. He and Tyler were going to be noisy.
“Now what?” Tyler asked.
Now I have to sit and wait for my erection to subside.
“I want you to move in tomorrow,” Haris said.
Tyler shifted in his seat. “Should we try things out first?”
Haris bristled. “You just signed the contract.”
“You might be disappointed. You don’t know what I’m like. My habit of throwing my socks in a corner might drive you crazy. You don’t know me.”
You’re so sexy you take my breath away. “I know you don’t like liver, you prefer your steak well done, you love music and you’re talented. You miss your mother, you had a rough childhood and you’ve learned to be self-reliant. You’re not afraid of much, but you don’t like to have your breathing restricted, you need money badly and though you might hold your body cheap, that’s not true of your emotions.”
A shadow crossed Tyler’s face as he tensed and drew into himself. Damn, I’ve pissed him off.
“Thirty thousand’s not fucking cheap and why do you think I need money so badly?”
He’d earned more than that in one deal today. “You let yourself get tied up, gagged and put on display for payment.”
Tyler scowled. “How do you know I did it for money?”
Because Wilson had followed him and listened to his conversation with a guy in a smart suit, but it was a reasonable guess that Tyler had been
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