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prance around with a Hermes Birkin bag and arms laced with gold Cartier bracelets like Magic Johnson’s son. These types of scandals give us a bad rap and feed stereotypes.”
    “Of course. This is truly a mess on all accounts.” I don’t know what more to say because this is well beyond my level of comprehension. “You know, Todd, we’re talking about Bryce, Derek and Jayden, but there’s a woman who has triplets and who one day will have to explain this hot mess to her kids. This is never going away because there will always be a trail of this mess on Google.”
    “Yeah, you’re right and from what I’ve seen so far, it’s not going to be easy for her.”
    “No doubt.”
    “Listen, since hearing about this latest scandal, I figured Bryce wasn’t going to be back soon. He left me some money for you for two days, but I haven’t heard back from him since all this broke and I figured you’ll need to start making money soon. So I have a new client for you. I was happy to accommodate Bryce’s wishes about not booking you for anyone else as long as he paid, but I have a feeling he’ll be preoccupied for the next few weeks.”
    My heart sinks at those words. Since starting working for Todd’s company, I’ve only had sex with Bryce and it’s turned out to be better than I could have imagined. After our week in Paris, I was secretly hoping Bryce would book me solid for the rest of the year or offer me a position in his company helping with the types of negotiations that require my language skills.
    “Amanda, are you still there?” Todd’s voice breaks my daydreaming.
    What am I going to do? I don’t want a new client and I’m not looking forward to having sex with someone else, but I did sign up as an escort.
    “Amanda, do you remember we’ve had this conversation before? This is business and right now Bryce’s business is in jeopardy and you have to continue making money. Your skills are in demand and this new client is willing to double your fees.”
    Todd’s words wake me up to my reality. I do need money, I’m surely not a priority for Bryce at the moment and if someone is willing to double my fees, it would be stupid to refuse.
    “You’re right, Todd. Bryce won’t be in contact soon because he’s dealing with too much. I’d love to meet this new client,” I lie with clenched teeth.
    “Good. Even if you don’t mean it in your heart, I’m happy your brain gets it.” Todd catches me red-handed in my lie, but I feel so grateful that he understands where I’m coming from.
    “Dennis Covey owns an incredibly successful company. He distributes mobile communication wiring systems to developing countries. He’s made a fortune in China, many other Asian countries and a handful of African countries. He now has his sights set on South America. He needs someone who speaks Spanish fluently, understands the cultural nuances, and possesses a good business head. He also requested that his beautiful companion have plenty of charm to spare. He saw your profile and didn’t bother looking at a second one.”
    “Do I meet Mr. Covey tonight?” I would be lying if I didn’t admit to being a little intrigued by this guy’s profile, even if I’m not looking forward to sleeping with him.
    “Yes, before concluding things, he wants to meet you. Amanda, he’ll be hiring you for two solid weeks and you’ll be traveling with him to a number of South American countries.”
    “I should be able to manage,” I reply hesitantly.
    Being away from the U.S. for that long and not being in regular communication with Bryce will kill me, but I really need the money.
    “One more thing, Amanda. Dennis is a mature man.”
    “How mature?” I ask, a little panicked.
    “He’s seventy-five years old, but he doesn’t look a day over forty-nine. He’s charming and tonight he wants to talk about your arrangement.”
    Arrangement? Where have I heard that word before?
    “He’s seventy-five years old!” I nearly
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