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name off the rules. “You are not paying your escort for sex. If you expect sex, demand it, or attempt to seduce them with substances or drugs, we will take legal action.”
    My eyes widened. “Like rape?”
    “Men can be raped too, Aspen.” She had a no-bullshit look in her eyes.
    That was disturbing. “I understand.” I checked the box.
    “There will be no kissing. Breach of contract will terminate the service in the same way.”
    I checked the box.
    “The only affection permitted is handholding, his arm around your waist, and a kiss on the cheek. Nothing more.”
    “Okay.” I checked the box.
    She continued through the list. There were various rules, like no smoking during the duration of the date and no dishonesty. Then she concluded the final rule. “In the event that you feel something more for your escort and you express that, the service will be terminated.”
    “Why?” I asked.
    “It’s a conflict of interest,” she said. “Some of my escorts have relationships with clients that last for years. Feelings can develop, and naturally, that makes things complicated. The escorts don’t want to be put in that situation, especially since they are hurting their client. This is a business, Aspen, and we run it as such.”
    I checked the box and indicated my understanding.
    “Finally, these men have the right to keep their personal lives private. You will not have their real phone number and you will not know their address. In the event you attempt to stalk them, there will be legal consequences.”
    How amazing were these guys? They made women turn crazy? Try to rape and stalk them? I actually felt bad for them even though I had no idea who they were. “Well, you don’t have to worry about that with me. I respect everyone, no matter how beautiful they may be.”
    She nodded. “You don’t strike me as the crazy type.” She flashed me a grin. “I’m not worried.”
    I signed the bottom and handed it back to her.
    “So, what do you prefer?”
    I cocked an eyebrow. “How do you mean?”
    “Blond? Brunette? Tall? Really tall?”
    “Uh…I have no preference. I’m sure any of them are fine.”
    “You’re easy,” she said. “Women can be picky.”
    I just wanted someone my dad would like. So, I was pretty low-maintenance in that regard.
    She pushed a paper across the desk toward me. “Here is the price breakdown. The more dates you purchase, the cheaper each date becomes.”
    My eyes widened when I looked at the number. Damn, these guys were making a killing.
    Danielle read my mind again. “I assure you, they are worth every penny. Your family will love them, your girlfriends will be jealous, and your ex will be totally envious. They are all wonderful, each and every one.”
    I made decent money working for my father and I didn’t have a lot of expenses. I didn’t own a car and I didn’t have a fetish for expensive things, like shoes and purses. If this secured my position as the CEO of my father’s company, it was worth the price. “Can I put it on a credit card?”
    “You may.”
    I handed it over and she processed it. “You have secured five dates. When, and if, you need more, just let me know.”
    “It’ll always be the same guy, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “But if he has other clients, how does he work around that schedule?”
    “I take care of all that,” she said. “Don’t worry about it. You’ll have him when you need him. But you need to give us three days notice.”
    “I can do that,” I said.
    “Just give me a few moments and I’ll make the selection.” She typed on her computer for a while and made notes on her notepad.
    I sipped my coffee and looked through my phone.
    Harper texted me. Are you there?
    Already made the payment.
    Yes! I could hear her scream through the text message.
    Danielle turned to me. “How do you feel about tattoos? Like them? Hate them?”
    “I’m indifferent to them,” I said. “As long as they can’t be seen under his