““I wasn’t usually this slow, but Zane showing up on my doorstep in a trench coat role-playing as a rent boy was a new experience. Even all covered up, he screamed sex. It was impossible to miss that my towel was already tenting. I shook myself out of my stupor and leaned on the door frame, sliding into the role he’d cast me in. “You don’t have to worry about what I do. I can afford you.” “I””
