In less than a few hours, Desmond had rewarded me for shady behavior with amazing s*x, and things were still in my favor after he had read Elaine’s conspiring texts on my phone. Had my ill luck improved? Or had I won the jackpot in my incubus?
“You don’t find that demeaning? We don’t have to prove anything to Elaine. Your feelings are more important to me. I don’t think I need her guidance anymore. We can take it from here. It may have started with a contract, but our love is not a business deal,” I said, massaging his hand.
“Demeaning?” Desmond began. “For as old as time, lovers have proved their worth to each other. I want to make you further swoon over me by passing the love test in the eyes of others. How can I let go of such a golden opportunity?”
My coy gaze dropped to the ground.
