She spins around and snatches the envelope out of my hand.“Oh, fancy shit.It has a shield with horses, axes, a sword, and a crown?Geez, a little over the top with the gold.A fantasy deal.What kind of ominous shit is it?And who is it for?You or me?There’s no name on it.”
“I have no clue.Open it, maybe then we’ll know,” I suggest.
Bri grabs a knife and uses it as a letter opener.Her eyes bounce over the creamy thick paper once she’s pulled it out of the envelope.
“That pervy motherfucker,” she mutters under her breath and shoves the paper in my direction.“Read.I can’t believe he has the nerve to send me this when I turned him down three times already.As if a bag of cash or the offer to pay my tuition would motivate me.”
I can feel my eyes widen and take the letter from her.My jaw drops as I take in the offer written down in a simple few lines.
Stunned, I reread the letter out loud.“A one-time offer is granted to you.One week from today we offer a fantasy.Everything will be of your own free will, and on your terms.In return you will be granted the reward of your tuition in full.The list of limitations and wishes is listed below.This list will be included in the contract all parties will sign before you enter the fantasy room.Send a message to the phone number listed below if you accept.”
“It’s Tate.Who else would send it?”Bri huffs.
I bite my bottom lip and nod.Shit.What I wouldn’t give to have such an offer.Not because of the sex, even if the fantasy aspect sounds appealing.Tate is experienced, to say the least.The only experience I’ve had were a handful of awkward, slightly intoxicated humps in the sack.
Money.I would most definitely do it for the money.One night, and how long would it be?An hour tops?The list even includes an option to wear masks.Totally anonymous when it comes to those you have sex with.Ugh.Where do I sign?But this offer isn’t mine to accept.
“Yeah,” I sigh and hand the letter back to her.
Bri winces.“Sorry.I know this feels like a solution for you.”
I shake my head.“No, no, no.It’s okay.These are two different things, and it’s not your fault, so there’s no reason to be sorry.Hey, what happened to you calling your brother to cook together?”
“Archi canceled,” Bri grumbles.“So, how does mac and cheese with extra cheese sound?”
I snort.“Divine.”
Bri gets to work and I quickly clean my bedroom.Once done, I grab my laptop and try to work on my essay.My mind keeps drifting to the invitation Bri received.One night and my future would be mine for the taking.I jump in my seat when Bri places a bowl of mac and cheese next to me.
“You were miles away.”Bri scoops up a spoonful of mac and cheese and holds it in front of her mouth when she softly says, “I’m proud of you, getting out of bed and trying to move forward.”
I give her a sad smile.“Even if it’s all for nothing.”
“Don’t say that.”The words come out muffled because she’s still chewing the food in her mouth.
“I wish I could be you for one night.Wear a wig and take Tate up on his fantasy offer.”My shoulders sag, and I snort.“As if that would ever work.”
Bri laughs.“Oh, I don’t know...anything is possible if you put your mind to it.You’d have to wax ’cause I’m a natural redhead.Oh, and wasn’t there an option to wear a mask?It would keep the wig in place.”
I laugh right along with her and shake my head.“It’ll never work.”
She tilts her head and stares at me for a few breaths.“You won’t know if you don’t try.”
“What?”I sputter.
Bri shrugs.“I don’t want to accept the offer, but I see no reason why you can’t.Wear a wig, wax, and go for it.I mean, there’s no names, you can check the anonymous box, wear masks, check boxes listed about no anal and stuff.I mean...it’s Tate.I wouldn’t put my mouth around that man’s cock because it touched more pussy than my fingers have held books.”
“You go to the library daily,” I instantly blurt.
Bri snickers.“My point exactly.Besides, I’d know he’d be conned so the joke would be on him.”
