What would it feel like to be loved by a man like Wayne?
Like to be actually loved, wanted, and cherished? No contract agreement, no time frame, just emotions in their purest form.
Again, she was beginning to harbor mundane thoughts about him just because he had rescued her from a terrible captor. As the saying goes 'Give a dog a bone and it will follow you all the way home'. She was acting emotionally starved, just a little show of care and she was already drooling all over herself, imagining the impossible.
She had agreed to a contract and he had already paid her twenty-five percent of it, she was shamelessly taking his money, so she should stick to playing her part of the contract and not embarrass herself as well as him, by hoping for something more.
Her mouth had gone dry with thi
