Living in Sin (The Escort Series) by Isabel Lucero Read Free Book Online

front and open the passenger door for Laurie. Before she enters, she rises up on her tiptoes and plants a small kiss on my cheek. I smile down at her and place my hand on her back, guiding her into the car. I shut the door and turn to walk to the driver’s side. I see Adrienne and Emilie standing there, watching me.
    Emilie’s jaw is open as she gawks at my car. As soon as Adrienne notices me looking at her, she turns her back and starts talking to her friend. Ouch.
    I walk to my side of the car, slide into the cream colored leather seat and take Laurie home.
     

     
    When I get back to my place, I run into John in the lobby again. He’s behind the desk going through some papers
    “Hey, John. Did you go see that show with your wife?” I ask.
    “I did, and it was terrible. The things I do for that woman.” He shakes his head.
    “What was it?”
    “Oh who knows? Something with people flying through the air. I can’t believe I paid two hundred dollars for something like that,” he says, rubbing his hand over his thinning hair.
    “Did your wife enjoy it?” I ask.
    “Yeah. She wouldn’t stop talking about it. Hopefully she won’t ask me to go to another one for a while.”
    “Ah come on, John. It couldn’t have been that bad.” I lean against the table in the middle of the lobby and give him a smirk.
    “It was. Next time she can take somebody else. How about you take her? Then you’ll see how terrible those shows are.”
    “If the price is right, I will,” I say with a wink and walk towards the elevator.
    He laughs at me goes back to work. He has no idea that I’m an escort.
    When I get up to my place, I walk through the entry hallway and throw my wallet and keys into a bowl that sits on a table. Walking into the kitchen, I grab a bottle of water from the huge stainless steel refrigerator, and toss it onto the counter. Taking an apple, I toss it up in the air while I walk to my seat. I sit on the last seat at the bar, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window that takes up one wall in the kitchen.
    After a few minutes, my phone rings and I stand up to pull out of my pocket.
    “Hello?”
    “Hey, what are you doing?” Marc asks on the other end.
    “Shit. Nothing. Just got in, sitting here looking out the window. What’s up with you?”
    “I thought I was bored. You’re looking out a window?” he laughs.
    “I know. Living the good life. What’s up?”
    “Nothing. I just got back from this date.”
    “Date?” I ask.
    “Well, appointment. Not an actual date. You know.”
    “Ah, gotcha.”
    “Anyway, she was talking to me about wanting to meet up again, but next time she wants another guy to come along. So I’m asking you. I definitely don’t want Nico or Kade to annoy me all night.”
    I run a hand over my face, and lay my face against my arm that’s propped against the glass window.
    “What does she want to happen on this date?”
    “Hell, I don’t know, man.”
    “Well, alright. Just let me know when and where, and I’ll be there.”
    “Great. Thanks, bro.”
    “Yeah. I’ll talk to ya later.”
    “Alright. Bye.”
    I hang up the phone and go upstairs to the level my room is on. I’ve been on ‘dates’ before with another one of the guys. Some women like to have more than one for a night, they’re usually older though. They just want some arm candy for some sort of function and want attention lavished on them. Other times, women want to actually have sex with more than one guy. I’d never choose to have a threesome where there were two guys and not two girls, but I get paid to do otherwise, so I do it. Not that the guys ever have sex with each other. Oh, hell no, but I have no problem fucking some chick in the ass while somebody else pounds her pussy.
    I undress and get in the shower, ready to get to sleep. I have plans for a productive day tomorrow.

 
     
     
    “Holy fucking balls!” Emilie screeches. “That car is fucking sexy.”
    I sigh. “Yeah, I wouldn’t expect