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“Damn, this man wants you bad. I’m green with envy.”
“It’s temporary,” I reminded him.
He bristled. “Even less with that attitude. Stop waiting for the other shoe to fall and relax. What ends these arrangements is the woman expecting too much too soon. He chose you because you’re young, beautiful, and fun. You need to live that way, not make him uncomfortable.”
“And what makes a guy like Paul uncomfortable?” I gestured for him to follow me through the living room.
“Making him feel bad, nagging, acting commitment-clingy. You’re there to make him feel good and help him unwind. He wants you to look good and blend in with his world. Hell, he’s fine as fuck, so you don’t even have to pretend to be turned on. You hit the kept-woman jackpot.”
He clutched his chest and pretended to faint when he saw the pool, and I held my side, laughing.
Then we went inside the studio room, and Xander stroked his chin. “My word. We have work to do, but…yes, this is very promising.”
He checked for outlets and opened the cabinets, the skylight, and blinds. “We need a computer station, television installation, sewing machines, fabric steamer…”
I took out my notepad and started writing as Xander rattled off a long list of things needed to make it a functioning studio. We used them in class, but making your own was different.
“This is going to take more than a day. We need an interior design consultant.” He placed his hands on his hips.
“Will you stay over? There are spare bedrooms.” I averted my eyes, hating how eager my voice sounded. It wasn’t because of the studio, but because I was lonely.
He scratched his chin. “I can move things around, but I also have someone in my life right now, so…”
I poked his arm. “You kept that quiet.”
“It’s too new, and I’m not blowing it by getting ahead, which is what you need to do.” He cocked a brow at me.
I ran my hands down my arms. “Okay. I still can’t believe this is me. He’s so kind and generous. I want to get him something.”
He followed me into my bedroom and Paul’s closet. He only had a few things here, but Xander instantly knew the menswear designers. “Yep. This is what I’d buy.”
I took down his size and then called Ben.
“Be right back.”
I went into the bathroom to check my bank account, and my heartbeat jumped. Paul deposited ten thousand, which left me with eleven thousand five hundred dollars in my checking account.
I sent Xander four thousand dollars, then my parents three thousand, since we were still in danger of losing the house.
“Xander. I sent you some money to help you out. Please accept it.”
He hugged me tightly. “Thank you so much. I wish I could turn it down, but I can’t. This is unbelievable. I can double the money with my online business. Hell, I’ll be getting out of the dorms next semester.”
“Good.”That’s what I hoped. For Xander to do well, too.“Where do we go first?”
“Mood, of course.” He paused by the front door. “By the way, what’s that fancy chair and stool doing in the bathroom?”
I furrowed my brows, but I could feel the warmth on my face. “I use the stool to clean the tub and the chair to lotion my legs. Don’t ask me any more questions, or that’s the last time you come over,” I hissed.
He laughed. “Whoa, sorry. I didn’t mean to hit a nerve. But I know sex games when I see them. Just in case, let me tell you how to put on a show.”
I lifted my chin uncommittedly, but Xander had ideas.
“Dance if you don’t know what else to do. Make sure you linger on what he likes. You’ll know once you’ve been with him. If he’s a breast man, touch your breasts. If he likes to go down…”
My brows rose.Well, it can’t hurt to take notes.
I always wanted to go to Mood but couldn’t handle the temptation of the best. Xander didn’t have that problem. He strolled through the door like he owned the place.
