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“I thought you were Ryan. He’s always hungry when he comes home late. What’s up?”
I blanked for a moment as I forgot the reason I was there, then gave a start when I finally remembered. “I wanted to thank you. For all of this. It’s a really… weird offer, I guess. But I’m glad you suggested it, and I wanted to make sure you knew that. I didn’t want to seem unappreciative.”
“Well,” he said slowly, “it’s not set in stone.”
A pang of fear struck me in the chest. Was he going to renege on the deal before it even began? Was he having second thoughts?
“I mean, I’m glad you’re enthusiastic,” he said. “But it’s not set in stone that you’re under any sort of obligation. We don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you’re not comfortable with. If you don’t want to be friends with Dorian, or a booty-call with Ryan, or pretend to be my girlfriend, there’s no pressure at all. We’re not going to take advantage of your shitty situation.”
“Really?” I said. “So if I suddenly decided I didn’t want to uphold my end of the bargain with the four of you, you’d still let me stay here rent-free?”
“That’s what I’m saying,” he said with a nod. “For at least a month or three. So, no pressure.”
“Something tells me the other guys wouldn’t be happy about that.”
Braden’s smile lit up his face. “It doesn’t matter if they’re happy about it, because this is my place. They’re all living here rent-free too.”
His smile widened, inviting me to smile with him. I couldn’t stop myself. It was infectious. The kind of smile that made all worries melt away, replacing them with the certainty that everything was going to be okay.
“You know,” I said, “this is a lot like The Proposition.”
He chuckled. “I’d had the same thought.”
“Except the woman in the play gets $10,000 a month, whereas all I’m getting is free rent. Maybe I should have haggled my way into a better deal.”
“Too late now.” He chuckled and said, “I’m glad you’re appreciative. Goodnight, Nadia.”
“Night.”
I felt his eyes on me the whole way down the hall before I heard his door close.
14
Nadia
I still struggled to fall asleep even after talking to Braden. Or maybe it was because of Braden. The image of him standing in the doorway stuck in my head, like the after-image from glancing at the sun. Every time I blinked I saw him there, almost nude, the outline of his semi-hard cock obvious in his boxer-briefs.
I closed my eyes and walked through my understudy lines from the show, mumbling them while I tried to relax. But that only reminded me of the sexy scene Braden and I had shared. The pivotal scene in the first act of The Proposition, where the offer is made and we begin to make love on the bed. I imagined him on top of me, smothering me with his chiseled body. Sinking into the place between my legs so I could feel the weight of him against my sex. Soon I was reaching underneath the covers, touching myself while repeating the words from rehearsal like a mantra.
“I don’t know. It’s a lot to consider…”
“What’s there to think about? My offer’s simple. I pay you $10,000 a week to be mine. To do whatever I say in the bedroom.”
“I need time to consider…”
“It’s the money you desperately need. No one has to know. It would be our little secret. Tell me. Tell me it’s what you want.”
“Yes. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“What I want is to bury my cock deep inside you and never pull it out.”
“Yes…”
“I want to fuck you so good you can never have anyone else.”
“Yes…”
“I want to make you mine.”
