Chapter 11
Corey
“Why don’t you just move in here?” Stefano asks me a few weeks later. We’ve been seeing each other most every day, either at work or when he takes me off the schedule and brings me out on the town with him instead. Thanks to his continued interest in showing me what’s possible, I won ten thousand dollars last week playing poker.
This morning, I’m leaving his suite to go home for the day and he’s grumpy about it. I spend the night in his suite three or four nights a week, but he’s starting to put the pressure on.
“What’s in your shitty little apartment that you don’t have here?”
“Don’t be a d**k,” I mutter, hopping to put on my high heels from last night.
“No really.” He knots his tie, completing the male model look and nearly drawing a sigh from me. “What is it? I wa
