Plus, I wouldn’t want to check out User 965 in advance. It wouldn’t be either fun, or fair. If he’s booking me for the authenticity of the unknown, I’m going to give it to him. It sounds good to me.
I know full well that The Agency will have vetted him to the max, just like they always do with our clients, so I’ve got no reason to be worried. Also, given my situation of late, being blindfolded for four hours straight works just fine for me. I’m looking forward to it.
I hand Josh my phone, so he can look through the particulars before I leave. He nods in approval.
“Sounds interesting.”
I’m grinning as I nod back, tugging the ribbons on my front lacing bodice before I tie the bow.
“Sure does, doesn’t it? I do likeinteresting. I think it’ll be fun.”
Josh raises an eyebrow with a smirk, in the way I love. It always gives me butterflies.
“Dare I say, it could beamazing?”
I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a peck on the lips.
“Hmm, maybe.” I giggle. “I’d love a real healthy dose ofamazing.”
“I’m almost envious,” he says. “I have the basics lying ahead for me tonight. Standard anal, with a bit of cock play.”
I know what he’s referring to. His client has been booking him bi-weekly for nearly two years straight. Josh is always happy to do it, but it hardly sets his soul alight.
“Pays well, at least.” I shrug.
“Very well. Plus, he’s really not that bad. Hardly Heath, but he’s cool enough.”
Heath.
Fuck.
The butterflies in my stomach take a sickening nosedive at the mention of Heath’s name, and Josh’s eyes drop to the floor in a flash. Neither of us have ventured near that topic. Not in weeks. It’s far too painful.
“Sorry,” Josh says, but I shake my head.
“No need to be sorry. It’s fine. We need to talk about it at some point. It’s just…” I take a breath. “It’s so shit, isn’t it? To know that we’ll…”
“Don’t,” Josh says, his eyes locking on mine. “Don’t even say it.”
“But it’s true, no?”
“No. No way. It’ll resolve itself,” my gorgeous boyfriend says, and his words sound so resolute as he tries to smile. “For real, Ells. It’ll resolve itself. One way or another. It has to.”
Has to.
I get his emotions. I feel them myself. Desperation. Loss. Fear. But I can’t see a way out of this shit show, not where Heath is concerned.
Josh is trying to convince himself with everything he has that we’ll see Heath again. I know any butterflies in his stomach would have tumbled to their death at the idea of losing him, way faster than mine did.
Their history is far more entangled.
“Anyway.” Josh’s composure comes back, smile genuine. “In the meantime, we’ve got plenty of clients we need to be entertaining and keeping us busy. Plenty of fun for the taking.”
“And plenty of cash for the bank account,” I add.
We both nod at each other. Conversation over as I pull away from him and make sure my skirt is puffed up nicely. I’ve opted for a pink tutu, to match the lacing on my black bodice. I love a bit of neon pink once in a while.
It’s me who puts my coat on first, buttoning myself up ready to leave. My proposal starts earlier than his does tonight and finishes later.
