His lips trail to my neck.
“Bet a girl like you is fun in bed, huh?” he teases, breath hot against my skin.
“Pretty girl,” interrupts Diego.
I glance over, my lips still tangled with Jace’s. Diego and Keysha are now out of the pool, sitting close on the opposite couch. She’s grinning. That soft, smitten kind of grin. It’s all kinds of adorable.
I break away from Jace’s mouth, and he exhales, frustrated. He leans in again, but I dodge gently.
“You and Keysha,” Diego says, “are both very, very beautiful.”
“Uh... thanks?” I mutter, confused. He’s clearly with Keysha. Why say that?
“You two ever kissed before?”
Keysha immediately stiffens. Her posture goes cold. “Excuse you?”
Diego laughs. “Relax, relax. Just saying… It’d be sexy. You both look familiar. Have you ever gone live before?”
“What?” I laugh, genuinely confused. “Gone live?”
“You know. Streamed content?” Jace adds casually.
“Hell no!” Keysha snaps. She’s on her feet, glaring like she just got slapped. “Come on, Charlotte. These fools want us to do porn.”
Diego jumps up too. “No, no. That’s not what this is—”
“Where’s those bedrooms you promised?” Keysha demands, snatching my wrist. “Forjustme and her?”
Diego points toward a hallway inside.
She drags me toward it, hand clamped on mine like a vice.
But then—
“It pays five grand,” Jace calls out.
I stop.
My breath catches in my throat. Slowly, I turn to face him. “What did you say?”
He steps toward me, voice low, syrup-smooth. “Five thousand dollars. For a half hour.”
A half hour.
My ears ring. My heart pounds. I feel... blank.
“A half hour?” I whisper, just to be sure.
He nods, brown eyes glowing like he knows exactly what kind of door he just cracked open.
Keysha yanks on my arm, urgent. “No, Charlotte. Don’t even think about it.”
“Hey!” Jace glances beyond my head, but points at me. “This cutie wants to cam tonight. What do you think?”
“I didn’t say that,” I blurt, but the words feel hollow even to me.
Because all I can think is: five times four is twenty thousand.
