them. And speaking of balls
- I know I am not into guys, but is he at least gorgeous? The lottery guys usually
are a better class of stud. But there was always the chance of a dud. So which
one is he?”
“He’s hot as hell. He made my damned knees weak when I laid eyes
on him. And he is absolutely friggen out of my league, Sam.”
“I love it when you get mad, because you cuss almost as much as
me. It’s so cute.”
“Stop trying to change the subject. Are you going to help me or
what?”
“Help you? Whatever for? Tab A is inserted into Slot B. I have
never tried it, but that seems to be the basic instructions. Go get ‘em girlie.
If you are gonna have to spend dinero supporting his ass, then the least you
can get is your freak on. You earned this chance and don’t forget it. Have fun
with him, it may be the only chance you get to have a man. And let me get that
number for you. I would hate for you to not be able to feed and water your new
pet.”
Chapter Six
Karlyn stood looking at the blackened vid screen for a few
moments, contemplating what she should do. Never in her wildest imaginings
would she have considered the possibility of winning this lottery. And it
wasn’t even her ticket. Damn Sam and all her generosity. As usual, Sam had
gotten her in a situation she didn’t want to be in, and now she wasn’t here to
help face the consequences.
Finally walking back down the stairs, she could barely face the
man still standing near the doorway.
“Are you ready to get down to business?”
“Business?”
****
“Well since you don’t seem to want to share your bed, I guess I
need to show you what I can do. Are you ready for me to fulfill my contract?” He
was getting very irritated at just standing there and having her gawking at him,
especially after their encounter earlier. He couldn’t pinpoint it, but there
was something about her that made his blood rush to places it had not in far
too long and his fingers itched to touch her. “I am here to do a job, and I
figured you would want to see my sexual attributes. Just tell me what you like
and don’t like and I will fulfill your fantasies.”
Karlyn stood there open-mouthed. “Ummm…well….I don’t think I’m
prepared to get down to…ummm…business…quite yet.”
He looked quizzically at her, not used to women not pouncing on
him and using him to their heart’s content when given the opportunity. Did he
not please her? He was sure she was interested, because she couldn’t take her
eyes off of him. She was unlike the women he had lived amongst for the past
fifteen years. Somehow, she almost reminded him of his sister. Her timidity
caused him pause, and he chose to back away a little.
“So what’s the verdict on the bedroom situation?”
“I will let you have the bed. I will take the couch. Let me show
you the way through.”
“The couch?” He raised an eyebrow, and looked her over. She was
covered from head to toe in multi-colored splatter and her blonde hair was
pulled back into a ponytail. He would be able to tell the color of her eyes
when she finally got the nerve to look directly at him. They looked light, but
he wasn’t sure. Her paint covered clothes were ratty and torn. Maybe he should
be glad she wasn’t expecting him to service her immediately. It could be worse
he supposed. Some old hag could be jumping his bones this very second.
Ethan followed her down a small hallway, through an open entryway,
and into a spacious bedroom. At least it was clean and tidy…a livable space. He
dropped his bags near the bed and looked around the room. French doors lined
one whole wall, and from the looks of it exited to a lovely balcony overlooking
the city. He noticed a small garden rested there as well.
The old roughened red brick that were in the outer walls of the space
were covered with drywall on three sides, giving the room a softer look. Paintings
littered the space, covering most the great expanse. If they
- I know I am not into guys, but is he at least gorgeous? The lottery guys usually
are a better class of stud. But there was always the chance of a dud. So which
one is he?”
“He’s hot as hell. He made my damned knees weak when I laid eyes
on him. And he is absolutely friggen out of my league, Sam.”
“I love it when you get mad, because you cuss almost as much as
me. It’s so cute.”
“Stop trying to change the subject. Are you going to help me or
what?”
“Help you? Whatever for? Tab A is inserted into Slot B. I have
never tried it, but that seems to be the basic instructions. Go get ‘em girlie.
If you are gonna have to spend dinero supporting his ass, then the least you
can get is your freak on. You earned this chance and don’t forget it. Have fun
with him, it may be the only chance you get to have a man. And let me get that
number for you. I would hate for you to not be able to feed and water your new
pet.”
Chapter Six
Karlyn stood looking at the blackened vid screen for a few
moments, contemplating what she should do. Never in her wildest imaginings
would she have considered the possibility of winning this lottery. And it
wasn’t even her ticket. Damn Sam and all her generosity. As usual, Sam had
gotten her in a situation she didn’t want to be in, and now she wasn’t here to
help face the consequences.
Finally walking back down the stairs, she could barely face the
man still standing near the doorway.
“Are you ready to get down to business?”
“Business?”
****
“Well since you don’t seem to want to share your bed, I guess I
need to show you what I can do. Are you ready for me to fulfill my contract?” He
was getting very irritated at just standing there and having her gawking at him,
especially after their encounter earlier. He couldn’t pinpoint it, but there
was something about her that made his blood rush to places it had not in far
too long and his fingers itched to touch her. “I am here to do a job, and I
figured you would want to see my sexual attributes. Just tell me what you like
and don’t like and I will fulfill your fantasies.”
Karlyn stood there open-mouthed. “Ummm…well….I don’t think I’m
prepared to get down to…ummm…business…quite yet.”
He looked quizzically at her, not used to women not pouncing on
him and using him to their heart’s content when given the opportunity. Did he
not please her? He was sure she was interested, because she couldn’t take her
eyes off of him. She was unlike the women he had lived amongst for the past
fifteen years. Somehow, she almost reminded him of his sister. Her timidity
caused him pause, and he chose to back away a little.
“So what’s the verdict on the bedroom situation?”
“I will let you have the bed. I will take the couch. Let me show
you the way through.”
“The couch?” He raised an eyebrow, and looked her over. She was
covered from head to toe in multi-colored splatter and her blonde hair was
pulled back into a ponytail. He would be able to tell the color of her eyes
when she finally got the nerve to look directly at him. They looked light, but
he wasn’t sure. Her paint covered clothes were ratty and torn. Maybe he should
be glad she wasn’t expecting him to service her immediately. It could be worse
he supposed. Some old hag could be jumping his bones this very second.
Ethan followed her down a small hallway, through an open entryway,
and into a spacious bedroom. At least it was clean and tidy…a livable space. He
dropped his bags near the bed and looked around the room. French doors lined
one whole wall, and from the looks of it exited to a lovely balcony overlooking
the city. He noticed a small garden rested there as well.
The old roughened red brick that were in the outer walls of the space
were covered with drywall on three sides, giving the room a softer look. Paintings
littered the space, covering most the great expanse. If they
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