Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Braden nods.
“I respect my mom and how ambitious she is, but yeah, Mira’s not exactly the easiest person to get along with. I’ve seen her berating my stepdads, and it’s not a pretty sight. She can really lose it and fly off the handle. It’s like watching a witch go berserk.”
I look at Grant.
“But you were attracted to her at some point, right?”
The older man nods and shrugs.
“Yes, and I think she had fewer job responsibilities way back when, which is when we started dating. But soon, things ramped up and the alpha female workaholic burst into full form. It was pretty fucking terrible, so we divorced shortly after. But I don’t regret it. I got to meet this guy, after all,” he says, raising a toast to Braden.
The younger man grins.
“Yeah, you’re as close to an old man as I have. My other stepdads were ridiculous sometimes. Do you remember that one who was literally the pool boy? He came by our building to clean the pool once a week, and my mom got to talking to him. They were married within months, even though he was twenty years younger and closer to my age than hers. So not much of a father figure, I’d say.”
“Wow,” I marvel. “Mira sounds like a piece of work. Not that I’m trying to insult your mother,” I add hastily. “But do you still talk?”
“I don’t,” Grant growls. “We finalized our divorce ages ago.”
Braden shrugs, his blue eyes casual. “I do, because she’s my mom, but not a lot. She’s just too in your face, and I’m not a kid anymore, so I limit our interactions. Mira was supportive about me starting my own brokerage though, so that was a plus.”
But then I look curiously at both of them. “But does she know that you guys talk to each other? How does she feel about that?”
Braden shrugs, black hair glinting in the light.
“No, I don’t think she knows. I mean, I didn’t see Grant much before today, so it wasn’t an issue. We only occasionally crossed paths before, so this arrangement is new to us too.” But then he leans forward. “Enough about us though. How about you, Sarah? Any juicy family secrets?”
I giggle a bit, cheeks going red.
“Nope. I have regular parents who do regular things, and a little sister who’s finishing up high school. No stepdads, stepmoms or step-siblings at all.”
Grant nods. “That’s good to hear. But what about your career, honey? Does your family know you’re escorting?”
I bite my lip.
“Well, no, but I kind of don’t care if they find out because it’s actually my parents that got me into this line of work.”
Braden furrows his brow. “Your parents encouraged you to join City Girls? Really?”
I shake my head quickly, brown curls bouncing. “Oh, absolutely not. Judy and Bill don’t know and it’s for the best, because they would absolutely freak out if they knew. But yeah, they’re the reason why I’m in this pickle. My parents ran into some financial troubles from a bad investment recently, and were going to lose their house. So I stepped in to try and stave off foreclosure.”
Grant frowns.
“Honey, you haven’t mentioned any of this before. Do you need money? We’re happy to help,” he says, nodding at Braden.
But I shake my head.
“Oh no, you guys have been very generous already, and I’ve already made several payments on their mortgage, so we’re okay for now. Thank you for offering though. It’s really Bill and Judy’s problem now because I managed to get the monkey off their backs, meaning that the bank has halted the foreclosure, for now at least. I just hope they’re able to maintain the status quo.”
At that moment, the food arrives and my stomach rumbles at the delicious aromas. The steak Grant ordered for me is huge and juicy, with a large serving of mashed potatoes and garlicky green beans on the side. My mouth begins to water.
“Goodness, have I died and gone to heaven?” I breathe.
Grant chuckles. “I hope you like what I picked for you.”
I nod and dig in ravenously. It’s absolutely delicious, the steak meaty and tender, and the potatoes fluffy like a cloud.
“Mmm,” I moan deliriously, my eyes almost closing with rapture. “This is so yummy.”
Both men chuckle as they cut into their own steaks as well.
“We knew you’d love it,” they growl. “Even watching a woman like you eat is utterly sensuous, Sarah.”
I giggle a bit before helping myself to some mac ‘n cheese.
“I love this dish so much,” I moan again with rapture. “I swear, I could climax from this alone.”
Both men’s expressions go hungry, their eyes flaring.
“Seriously honey? Do you like food that way? Whipped cream on your tits and a cherry in your pussy?” Braden asks.
“No!” I squeal, giggling. “Oh my god, you have to be quiet because what if someone hears? But now that you mention it, maybe. That sounds like it could be fun.”