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Once again, I want to clutch my pearls. “I can’t believe you were watching me.”

“We only wanted to find a way to reach out. That’s all.”

More money. I didn’t think I needed it, but now I’m starting to wonder. What happens if I don’t find a job right away? I could end up where I am now, only in a different motel in a different city. Rationing protein bars and fruit cups, ignoring hunger pangs as I try to fall asleep in a bed countless strangers have slept in.

Taking enormous risks to make money to survive. And next time, I might not get as lucky as I did this time. There can’t be men like them in every city. Next time, I could end up as a story in the newspaper. A girl whose body was found in the river or in a landfill or some awful place like that.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. “How much money are we talking about?”

The three of them exchange a look, having a silent conversation only people who’ve known each other for a very long time can have. “Same as before?” Ranger suggests.

My mouth falls open. “No way! You can’t mean that.”

“Here’s a bit of advice for you.” Arden barely hides a grin as he leans in closer to the camera. “When you’re looking for a job and negotiating your salary, don’t tell the person in charge they can’t afford what they’re offering to pay you. You’re only fucking yourself over.”

Now that he put it that way, I feel stupid, but I can’t pretend the idea of another fifteen grand is in any way reasonable. “I feel like I’m stealing from you.”

“Hang on a second. Let’s get something straight.” Arden’s voice is closer to a growl. “You’ll earn your money. Every cent of it.”

It’s like he’s speaking directly to my pussy, which dampens in response. I can’t pretend the idea of another night with them isn’t tempting as anything. One more chance to live out every filthy fantasy they’ve brought to life in my head. “I don’t know,” I whisper, biting my lip. It feels wrong but in the best way possible. It’s like I hardly recognize myself anymore. The old me would never even consider what they’re suggesting.

But I’m not the old me, am I? I’ll never be that girl again.

“Well?” Ranger asks, arching an eyebrow. “Do you think you could handle it?”

“Do you think you can handle us?” Dash adds. All three of them are staring at me, waiting for my response. They’re like walking, talking temptations.

If I’m being honest with myself, there’s no question about what I want. “Okay. One more night.”

“Excellent. Tonight?”

“Same time, same place?” I ask by way of response. Their smiles tell me all I need to know.

I should be pissed at all three of them. Absolutely furious at their intrusiveness.

Instead, it’s all I can do to keep my hormones under control as I close the laptop and begin to fantasize about everything they’ll do to me—and make me do to them.


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