Chapter 2
It took another fourteen days to muster the courage to call Dane, but Kate was right. Thirty seconds on the phone with him left me feeling alive. He demanded no contract like his cousin, he was handsome, and he was the perfect replacement. No signed agreements meant more freedom. I was no longer a paid s*x worker, and I could enjoy men on my own accord. By choice. What’s there to lose?
At ten minutes to the hour, I spotted him sitting alone in the Sweet Tea Cafe. His hair had grown since I’d seen him last. A slight tinge of darkness loomed under his eyes, and he had bags that almost took over his whole face. It was the first time he’d been in jeans and a polo. He looked more relaxed now than in the usual tuxedos. It fit him better too. His slumped shoulders screamed exhaustion
