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“Make sure I’ve got a proposal on of my own. Tit for tat. Keep my mind off it.”
The thought jabs, even though it shouldn’t. But it’s probably for the best.
“How about in the early hours, if yours isn’t an all-nighter?”
“Sleep, hopefully, or I’ll pace around a bit, stewing. Maybe I’ll call Tiff in for some emergency therapy.” I love his laugh. “Honestly, I’ll be fine. You can enjoy your time with your fake daddy, and I’ll be waiting here with open arms when you get back.”
“I’ll be running into them, don’t worry.”
“When are you going to book it for?”
I check my calendar. Daddy wants soon. Tomorrow night. Shit. I turn my screen around to Josh, so he can see it, and he gets his phone out, checking his inbox.
“Great,” he says. “That matches up well. I’ve got a hot older guy of my own keen for a meet up. He can be my daddy while you’re doing yours.”
The thought of Josh being with an older guy like Daddy gives me dirty flutters, actually. Very different sensations from the ones I was having around him and an older woman. Such a shame he isn’t the entertainer booked alongside me tomorrow night.
But maybe one day…
Maybe one day we’ll be a double act…
“Ok, I’ve booked in my own daddy,” Josh says, and I click confirm and do the same with mine.
“Done.”
“Let’s forget about it now,” he says, and I nod in agreement.
I want Josh all to myself before Daddy time.
He smiles at me, all thoughts of clients shoved onto the back burner.
“So, tell me, Ella. Now we’ve fucked each other senseless for a whole day straight, how many of the city highlights did you really get to enjoy before you got dragged into the shit parts with Connor?”
I shrug. “Not all that many. I was too busy looking for jobs and listening to Connor whoop and cheer about how quickly he was going to be a billionaire.”
“Let me fix that for you. Call me a tour guide for the day. Let’s get you out and about.”
“A tour guide? Wow. I am a lucky girl. My own personal escort.”
“A different kind of escort to the one I’m usually booked as.”
“Maybe. Hopefully I’ll make it through the day without calling on some of your services again. We’ll see if I can resist, shall we?”
Damn, I could fuck him right here.
“You can have as many of my services as you like this evening,” he says. “But let me treat you, first. Let me show you the sights.”
I dress up in my own clothes this time, rather than head out in Josh’s oversized hoodie, and it’s a great move to get out and about on a Sunday. The city is bustling with tourists.
Turns out, Josh is an excellent tour guide. We stroll hand in hand through the courtyard gardens and he takes me to visit the blue whale in the Natural History Museum. We pose for selfies like a pair of tourists ourselves, because that’s what it feels like to me.
I was hoping to share these kinds of experiences with Connor when we first arrived here, but all Connor was interested in was gigs, and all I had the chance to be interested in was getting a job as quickly as possible. The contrast with Josh only highlights it.
“Been on an open-topped double decker, yet?” Josh asks, picking up on my London city enthusiasm, and I shake my head.
“Nope.”
“Then let’s get rolling.”
