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“Ah, here we go. Not my favorite, but beggars can’t be choosers.”
Curious, I rolled over to see what he put on. “What is it?”
“Mama Mia.”
I’d never seen it, but I’d heard of it. “Isn’t this supposed to be really good?”
“It is. I just like the darker stories, ya know?”
“No,” I muttered, sitting up. I settled back against the pillows, pulling the covers up to my chin. I wasn’t particularly interested in watching, but it seemed Fox was bored, and I was tired of fighting him at every turn.
Part of me wanted to ask where Brock was, but I didn’t want to seem like I was desperate for his company. I wanted him around more than I cared to admit, but that wouldn’t be good. I’d only end up sleeping with him, and then he would think I was accepting what he considered to be the beginning of a relationship.
“See, this is just too peppy for me,” Fox started. “If I was going to make a musical, I think it would be about torture.”
I rolled my eyes. I should have seen that one coming. “Why is it wrong to be happy?”
“It’s not. Although, I’m surprised you’d ask that. I would think this movie would be right up your alley.”
“Why? Because there are women in it?”
He chuckled, glancing over at me. “No, silly. Because she wants to find a sugar daddy to give her money. It’s really just one song, but you get the gist.”
“I don’t want a sugar daddy. I want a mutually beneficial arrangement.”
“That’s what a sugar daddy is.”
“No—”
“Yes,” he countered before I could argue. “Don’t you want someone just for love? I don’t get it. Money won’t make you happy.”
“Not everyone needs to be happy. Some people are okay with settling for what they can get. What’s wrong with that?” I asked, my voice pitched slightly higher than I thought was reasonable. I was freaking out slightly.
“I guess settling is fine if?—”
I stumbled off the bed, shoving my hair behind my ears, something I never did because my mother always taught me it was unladylike. I instantly corrected myself. “You know, settling can be very rewarding,” I argued. “There are plenty of people who marry someone for the benefits of the situation and they turn out perfectly happy.”
“Do you know any of these people?” Fox asked.
I opened my mouth to tell him yes, but couldn’t think of anyone off the top of my head. “They’re out there.”
His lips twitched in amusement. I hated being so off-kilter, and Fox definitely had a way of doing that. “Just lay down and watch the movie.”
“I’m serious. I’ll be happy with Bryce. I know him. I know what to expect,” I said, my voice laced in panic. “He’ll give me a stable home and…”
“Lots of money?”
“Yes, thank you! Lots of money. He’ll have his women on the side and I’ll have mine.”
“Women?”
“Men,” I snapped. “And we’ll be perfectly happy living our own lives as we want to.” Was it hot in here? I tugged at my shirt, feeling flushed and a little dizzy. “I…I can be happy with that.”
Fox studied me for a moment, which only made the claustrophobic feeling claw up my throat until I felt like I couldn’t breathe. What was this all about? Why was I freaking out when this was something I’d planned my whole life?
Fox slowly moved across the bed, holding out his hand to me. “Maybe you should lay down and just…chill.”
I swallowed hard, nodding slightly. Chill. I could do that. I laughed to myself, feeling a sense of calm wash over me as I placed my knee on the bed and climbed in. I was just panicking because I’d been kidnapped. This was some weird freakout moment because I’d been with them too long. I would be fine after some sleep.
