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to do. That’s what I’m paying you for. You don’t always have to be pleased. Understood?”
    “I understand. I need something else.” she says, holding her head high. “When this month is over, I need a job. I don’t care if it’s at your firm or if you help me get a job somewhere else, but I need a good job.”
    “What makes you think I can help you with that?”
    “You’re paying me $150,000 to fuck you for a month. You live in an apartment that looks like this. Whether it’s your money or family money, you have it. That tells me you have some pull somewhere. You can help me get a job.”
    “How do you know I won’t pay you half, fuck you a month, and then never give you the other half?” I ask.
    “I don’t. How do you know I won’t take half, fuck you one night and then never show again?”
    “I’m a powerful man, Memphis. You don’t know what extremes I’ll go to in order to find you and make you pay for betraying me.” I let my words sink in. “Do we have an agreement?”
    She bites her bottom lip and slowly extends her hand across the counter. I grip it with mine.
    “We have a deal.”
    She slips her hand from my grasp and stands from the barstool. I notice a tremble in her hand as she grabs her purse from the counter.
    “Where are you going?”
    “Home. Somehow I doubt you have $75,000 lying around your apartment.
    Our agreement doesn’t officially start until I get my money.”
    “I’ll take you home.”
    “No, you won’t.” she says, firmly. “Because there’s no reason for you to know where I live. I’ll give you my phone number and you can call me when you have the money.”
    I unlock my phone and hand it to her. She keys her number in and sits my phone back on the counter.
    “You can expect a call from me tomorrow, Memphis.”
    “Looking forward to it, Cameron.”

Chapter 5
     

Memphis
     
    I know he told me to expect a call from him, but I didn’t really expect him to call. I thought the whole night would just fade away like a bad dream. Cameron whoever-he-was would forget about me and I would figure out another way to pay Anniston’s tuition.
    Yet, I’m staring at my phone at a number I don’t recognize. It could be him. Or it could be one of the jobs I applied for that hasn’t called me back yet. I can’t ignore it on the off chance that it is. I answer.
    “I have your money.” His voice is smooth and confident. Sure of himself. I’m positive I didn’t sound that way when I answered. “Are you working tonight?”
    “I work every night except Sundays and Mondays.” “Come to my place when you’re done.”
    He doesn’t say please or goodbye. I guess the niceties are over now that I’ve agreed. He doesn’t have to say please. This is about his pleasure. He made that clear.
    I call Anniston and leave a message letting her know that I’ve found a way to pay for her tuition. I don’t go into details. I know she’ll be asking me later, but this is something I won’t be sharing with her. I won’t be sharing this with anyone.
    When I arrive at Cameron’s apartment building, it’s almost two a.m. It was a slow night at Ecstasy, but I did get to do two dances since Leah called in sick. That helped. Every little bit helps.
    I gaze up at the apartment building, but don’t linger outside long. When I walk inside, I approach the front desk. I give him my name and ignore the strange look he gives me in return.
    “You can go on up.” he says and motions towards the elevators.
    I pace inside the elevator as it takes me directly to Cameron’s apartment. I know when the doors open, he’ll be there. Fear and anxiety wash over me. I shouldn’t do this. I can figure out another way. There has to be another way.
    The elevator doors open and Cameron is standing there. Shirtless. A pair of jeans hang low on his hips exposing the v-line that I love so much on men.
    He holds his hand out and I swallow hard before placing my hand in his. I pray he doesn’t feel it