Sugar Daddy Wanted: Now Accepting Applications by Kellie Kamryn Page A

“Really?”
    He nodded. “Married couples sign a contract ‘til death do us part. Or divorce when they can’t stand each other. What is marriage but a glorified roommate partnership?”
    “How romantic,” she muttered.
    “Do you want romance? It’s negotiable, as is sex.”
    She scoffed, making a slicing motion through the air with her hand. “Ha! Romance and sex need to happen naturally. They are not negotiable.”
    “Fair enough. Why don’t we start as friends and see where it goes? Some of the most lasting relationships start out on a basis of friendship.”
    “Name one?” She folded her arms over her chest.
    He lifted a shoulder. “I can’t.”
    Huffing out a breath, she queried, “We barely know each other and you want me to spend the weekend with you?”
    “I believe it’s what I proposed.” He held up a finger. “No strings attached, I might add. Give me a chance to get to know you. I like you already.” When she didn’t answer immediately, he pressed on, “Can you say you don’t like me?”
    Kerry opened her mouth to answer, but she snapped it closed, mulling over the plan. I don’t hate him. He’s handsome, rich, interesting… Would one weekend with him really hurt? She rarely introduced any of the men she dated to her sons. After Isaac, no one had been worthy of spending time with her boys. How would they react to spending a weekend at a rich guy’s house they didn’t know?
    They’d probably love it. Grayson certainly had enough to keep them occupied for their weekend stay.
    Kerry studied the man sitting across the table from her. If she presented it the right way, her boys might be open to the idea and not be hurt if Grayson left their lives. If? It’ll be a when!
    She didn’t want to grow old alone either, but an arranged friendship was new, even for her. Then again, what did she have to lose? It’s not like she had any other prospects, and this would be a fresh approach to a relationship. In the process, she might make a new friend. Or more. It didn’t mean she had to move in with him. If they hit it off, they could date traditionally.
    A relationship with him? Unconscious of the action, she licked her lips. Did he keep in shape? What did his body look like under that tailored suit? Recalling the sensation of his lips on hers made her wet between the thighs.
    All lust-filled or romantic thoughts were pushed from her mind as she downed the remaining champagne from her glass. She wouldn’t jump into bed with him until she’d gotten to know him better.
    In a weird way, what Grayson proposed was very selfless on his part—a no-strings attached weekend with the offer of more should she want it. And the more had nothing to with sex, love or romance, only the chance for her to provide a better future for her children. It was a win-win for her. In return, he only asked they grow old together if they liked each other.
    It’s the sweetest offer a man has made to me in a long time. Sad, but true. And if it doesn’t work, there will be no hard feelings.
    Before her brain could come up with a million reasons not to, she stuck her hand out toward Grayson. “You have yourself a deal on one condition.”
    He grasped her palm, squeezing. “And that is?”
    “We see how it goes. I make no promises beyond that.”
    “Agreed.” His sexy grin lit her panties on fire. The idea of growing old with him could have its merits.

SIX
    “You boys have everything you need for the weekend?” Kerry walked toward the front door, rolling suitcase trailing behind her.
    Duncan tossed his bag on the floor by the door, sticking a Blue Bombers ball cap on his head backward. “Why are we going to this dude’s place?”
    “Change of scenery,” Kerry said, too brightly, even for her. She flicked an imaginary piece of lint off her burnt orange sundress and adjusted the sleeves on her black sweater. Everyone had dressed for the warm day.
    Duncan rolled his eyes. “We’re not even leaving the