from where she stood in the middle of the room. “Every single time you asked for details about my sex life, was it all just to get your rocks off?”
“No,” he insisted. “Even if we had been writing about something completely innocent and non-sexual, I still would have tried to make you draw on your own experiences. I’m sorry if it came across as creepy. I may have gotten carried away.”
“You think? Do you even get how crazy this all is?”
“Probably not,” Hunter confessed. “I’ve been famous for close to two decades. I’ve gotten a lot of crazy fan mail over the years and I suppose in some way it warped my idea of what was and wasn’t acceptable behavior.”
“Oh don’t blame your own inability to respect boundaries on being famous!” Callie scolded him. “That’s a cop out if I’ve ever heard one. At least have some personal accountability in all this.”
“What do you want me to say?” he sighed.
“I don’t know.” Her tone was less confrontational now, and she’d uncrossed her arms. She took a step closer and gave him a strange look. “You were really willing to pay me a million dollars just because of a crush?”
“Well when you put it like that it sounds pathetic.”
She laughed, surprising them both.
“Does this mean you’re not going to use self defence on me?” Hunter asked hopefully.
“As long as you don’t give me a reason to need to defend myself,” she replied.
“I’d never do that.”
She raised an eyebrow. “I found out your secret, you know.”
She wasn’t sure why she had blurted it out like that. Maybe on some level she liked seeing the powerful, arrogant billionaire squirm. She liked the satisfaction of knowing that despite his money, fame and ego, she had the upper hand.
So she said it.
A look of absolute horror came over Hunter’s handsome face. “Callie...”
She held up a hand to silence him. “Anything you say now will probably only dig you deeper into your hole,” she advised. “I know, I know, I shouldn’t have been snooping. But I found the room with the red door and, well, now I’m curious. Were you planning to take me in there?”
“Oh!” Hunter exclaimed, exhaling in relief. “You found my play room!”
“Well...yeah. What did you think I was talking about?”
“Nothing, nothing,” he assured her quickly.
Was Hunter sweating? Callie couldn’t remember ever seeing him so rattled before. The normally in-control billionaire had, for a brief moment, looked downright afraid. What was that all about? Or was she imagining things?
He took a moment to regain his composure before speaking again. “To answer your question, I...don’t know. I guess in my fantasies I’d take you in there if you wanted it, yeah. And in my fantasies, you always wanted it.”
Callie’s face was bright red and felt hot, but it wasn’t due to anger.
“I suppose you think I’m a creep now,” Hunter surmised.
“Yes, absolutely,” she nodded. “But that’s nothing new.”
Maybe she should have been more appalled by what Hunter had done.
He had essentially stalked her and hired her under false pretenses. Well, that was the more incriminating way of phrasing it, anyway. At minimum, he had infringed on her privacy and entered into a business arrangement with her, all the while secretly harboring a sexual attraction to her. That was bad.
But Callie still couldn’t believe the lengths he had gone to for her .
The thought that the gorgeous, successful, talented billionaire was interested in her nearly blew her mind! She was nobody. She lived a quiet and sometimes lonely little life. Her friends were outgrowing her and her job wasn’t going anywhere. She was a woman who spent her Friday nights alone in the bath with a good book and a big chunk of chocolate cake.
She had never fathomed that she could ever capture the attention of someone like Hunter