Bethany abruptly stood up, too surprised to speak.
Sullivan's eyes swept over her, lingering on her exposed, smooth legs. His voice was ice cold. "Are you that desperate for money?"
Although Bethany didn't understand the meaning behind his gaze, she could hear the sarcasm and displeasure in his voice.
It was strange. They were supposed to live each other's lives independently. The contract didn't mention anything about having second jobs. What right did he have to mock and ridicule her?
Bethany wrapped her coat tightly around herself and met Sullivan's gaze with an icy glare.
"Of course. If I wasn't desperate for money, do you think I would have made that transaction with you?"
Transaction.
Sullivan's brows furrowed slightly.
"So you think that wearing three straps and exposing
