Claiming Callie: Part one Read Online Free Page A

and there.”
    “So you’re going to pimp yourself out?”
     Callie frowns. She hadn’t thought of it like that. Of course, she hasn’t really thought this plan out much at all. It just came to her. But that’s definitely not what she’d be doing.
    “No. I’ll have clear guidelines, so there are no misunderstandings. There are actual escorts out there. It’s not like I’d be the first one. People will, literally, be paying me for a date or for the pleasure of my company. And who wouldn’t want that? I’m young, attractive, smart…”
    “So you’re looking for a sugar daddy?”
    Callie glares at Jinny. Now she’s just being difficult. “I don’t know why you’re being so cynical. I’ll be getting paid for a service. And no,” she says before Jinny can comment, “not a sexual one. Don’t people hire companions for lonely old folks? It’s the same thing, except they won’t be old.” Callie wrinkles her nose. “Well, hopefully not too old.”
    Jinny shakes her head, smirking. “Okay, whatever. If you think this will work, I suppose it’s not the worst idea I’ve ever heard of. But if it doesn’t make you some serious cash, it’s auction time.”
    Callie grins and nods. “Agreed!”
    It will work. It has to.
    Dean blinks, his eyes returning to normal size, then steps between them. “Whoa. Wait, are you serious?” When Callie just laughs, he continues. “You can’t do this. This is crazy.”
    She shrugs. “Why not?”
    Dean glances from her to Jinny, and something resembling panic flickers in his blue eyes. “You’re going to let her do this?”
    Jinny shrugs. “The idea isn’t half bad, actually.”
    “I can’t believe you’re agreeing with her.” Dean growls and runs his hands through his hair. “I can see this backfiring. Big time.”
    Jinny turns to him. “I don’t see why you care. What’s it to you?”
    “Yeah, you are acting kinda weird about this. It’s not like I’m asking you to date a bunch of strangers for money,” Callie adds.
    Dean opens and closes his mouth like a fish before he says, “You’ve been my sister’s best friend forever. I’m just looking out for you, and I can see this going very badly.”
    Callie turns to Jinny, ignoring Dean’s concerns.
    For the first time, having a graphic designer for a best friend is going to come in handy.
    “Can you make me a website?”
    “Definitely. And you should game the system. Maybe set up an online profile on some dating sites, so then we can direct them to the website.”
    “Oooh. Smart,” Callie says. She leaves her closet with Jinny by her side and Dean trailing behind them.
    “This will be so much fun! I think we want to go classy but playful with the site because of your age. Nothing too serious,” Jinny says.
    With Jinny onboard, her plan is sounding better by the minute. She plops down at the small desk off the living room. “We need to use a good profile picture. One that’s sexy.”
    “Yes, but one that doesn’t say, ‘I’ll sleep with you for a pair of Manolos.’” Jinny laughs.
    “For Manolo Blahniks, I think most girls would do nearly anything.”
    “Not me, but you’re probably right,” Jinny concedes.
    “Well, we all know your fashion sense is hopeless.” Callie chuckles and flips open her laptop and logs on. “How much do you think I can charge?”
    “I don’t know. How much do other escorts charge?”
    Callie taps a finger to her lip. “I don’t know, but I want to keep it affordable. After all, I don’t have the luxury of time to build a client list. Fifty dollars an hour? What do you think?”
    Jinny shrugs. “Sure. Sounds fair enough.”
    Dean kicks the leg of the desk with the toe of his shoe. “I can’t believe you guys are joking around about this. I don’t like this. Not at all.”
    Callie glances up at him. “We’re not joking.”
    His cheeks flush, and his eyes glint with disapproval.
    Why is Dean being such a buzzkill over this? Jinny is okay with it.
    For