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I tried not to smile as I waved to Alfred, who brought over my tablet. I unlocked it and found the contract my lawyer had sent over in my e-mail.
“Here’s the contract,” I told her. “It’s very basic and not filled with legal jargon. It basically says what I told you on the phone, and down here is your yearly salary to be paid to you every two weeks.”
I pointed at the figure on the screen. When Kylie saw it, her eyes almost bugged out of her head like one of those old Warner Brothers cartoons. She quickly tried to hide it.
“That…that much?” she asked, dumbfounded.
“That much,” I smiled. “You’re worth it.”
She looked at me like I was crazy, but I held her gaze with confidence to let her know I wasn’t messing around.
“There’s nothing in here about Nuru massages or happy endings, is there?” she asked. “Because I don’t do those—”
“Kylie,” I told her, taking her hand. “I would never try and trick you into something like that, and I want to make sure I apologize again for the misunderstanding we had back at your studio. I’m not that kind of guy.”
I saw a flicker in her eye. She wanted to believe me, but she didn’t want me to know that, so she gave me another sassy little sneer.
“Uh huh,” she replied. “And what if I want to break this little contract of ours?”
“You can,” I told her. “At any time.”
“Fine,” Kylie said, taking the stylus from me and signing her name on the tablet. “Besides, my dad owns two big shotguns, so if you mess with me—”
“I would never,” I told her as I took the tablet from her and handed it to Alfred. “Now, we’re about to take off. Why don’t we get started?”
“Get started?” she asked, but I was already walking toward the back of the cabin with her hand in mine.
“You belong to me now,” I joked, knowing it would get a rise out of her. “And my back could use some attention before the game tomorrow.”
“But I don’t have my table here or anything—” she started to say, but went silent when I pulled her into the back room and showed her my surprise.
A full massage table, more expensive than anything at her studio, sat in front of the full queen-sized bed. Soft LED lights that were meant to imitate candles flickered gently around the room, and a small table with different oils sat by one wall. I dunno how Alfred had managed to get it all together so quickly, but I’d definitely paid a premium for the speed.
“Wow, look at you,” Kylie said with admiration, her sweet voice causing my cock to pulse between my thighs. “Your own mobile massage studio.”
“I was going to compete with you actually,” I joked back. “Cater only to the wealthiest of women.”
“Women only, huh?” Kylie asked. She was still sassing me, but did I detect a hint of jealousy in her eye?
“It’s how I get down,” I told her.
“Uh huh,” she said. “Well, get undressed and get on the table.”
“Is that any kind of way to talk to your new boss?” I asked.
“Excuse me?”
I smiled and stepped closer to her, leaned in like I was going to kiss her, but slid my arm around her and shut the door behind her. The expression on her face was priceless, but it took every bit of will power I had to step back and keep myself from pressing my lips against hers.
They were plump and firm, made for kissing—and other things…
“I’m your new boss, Kylie,” I repeated. “And I expect a certain amount of respect from you now.”
That threw her off. She opened her mouth to speak, but just then, the pilot’s voice came over the intercom.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to take off, so if you could kindly take your seats until we’re airborne, I’d greatly appreciate it.”
“Come,” I told her, wrapping my arm around her waist. She let out a tiny surprised breath as I pulled her over to the couch and sat her down beside me. “We can get started once we’re airborne.”
