Chapter 9The silence in the room was heavy and I couldn’t stand it. My heart was hammering so hard in my chest that I was almost sure they could hear it.
“What proposal?” I repeated when neither of them spoke.
“Do you want to put it forward or shall I?” Mathew asked his husband.
“Go ahead,” Tate nodded.
I looked between them, wishing that one of them would just tell me whatever the hell they were talking about.
“Rose,” Mathew gripped hold of my hand and for a moment it skipped through my mind that their proposal was the proposal, “Tate and I have been talking a lot since the night we first met you, and we decided that we believe this is something more than an escort-client relationship. We know that we don’t know much about you, but we feel the desire to get to know you on a more pers
