I smirk. “I hope she has a great time.”
“All of our girls are out, and I need your help.” Lia pauses.
My help? “Help?”
“I know you don’t do escort service. This is just a little note-taking for Anushka. This client is a big deal.”
I roll my eyes. “Lia, all your clients are big deals.”
“Yes, but he was recommended by another client.”
I shake my head. “Sorry, Lia. I am not into it.”
“Just attend the meeting. Hear what he has to say and take some notes. I just need you to fill in for the hour, and I will send Anushka after for his service.”
I remain silent. I mean, I am not even dressed for this. I don’t have a thin showgirl body like the other escorts. Don’t get me wrong, I got a curvy figure and a small FUPA. But if he wants a girl from PP, he has a type, and I am not it.
“I will pay you $20,000 just for the dinner.”
My eyebrows shoot up. I could do a lot with twenty grand. I am a woman in need of $20,000 grand, with student loans and a baby brother in college.
“Fine. When and where?”
Lia squeals. “At the Hotel Hikari Bar, 10 p.m. You’re meeting Roman Voss, CEO of Voss Heritage Fund.”
I roll my eyes. “So he is a finance bro. That is English for twat.”
“Please, Noelle.”
My shoulders drop in defeat. “Send me his file. So what time tomorrow?”
Lia laughs. “No, it’s tonight; in an hour.”
“Lia, it’s imp—”
“I will add $10,000 extra. Change, look cute, and be there. I am sending you his picture.”
Damn. I guess I’m going to be an escort for the night.
ROMAN
“She’s late.” I mutter into the phone. I pick up the glass of whiskey and drains it. The clock over the hotel bar’s door says 10:05 p.m. She should have been here at ten.
I hear the rich chuckle of my friend Cole. “You booked a girl last minute two weeks before Christmas. Be happy she is coming.”
A man and a woman walk hand in hand into the Hotel Hikari with gift bags and smile. I groan.
“It’s not going to be that bad, Roman. Come on.” I can hear the laugh in Cole’s voice.
I rub my fingers on my forehead. “How did I get here?”
“Well, if you must know, your asshole baby brother Liam sent you a save the date. Surprise, he is getting married to your ex. He has always been a cunt, by the way.”
I rub my head some more.
“It was my advice to hire a girl. You can’t go into this wedding looking like a loser.” The way Cole said “loser” made my heart hurt. I was a loser. The girl I thought I would marry is marrying my brother on Christmas Day. I fucking hate Christmas. It never goes well for me. That’s why I normally spend it alone at my house.
“Listen, Lia says that Anushka is a gorgeous Russian girl. You have this.”
