He stepped into the café, smiling when our eyes met. I readily smiled back, for this man was one of my best customers. He typically showed up in the afternoon, once the lunchtime rush had subsided. His order was always the same: coffee with cream, no suga...
As soon as I made it clear to Trent that I was ready for more, he drew me to my feet, then guided me onto the bed. Again, I expected him to kiss me, but instead, he placed a hand against my cheek. His gaze grew almost tender while he regarded me, and I go...
I was confused, even a little uneasy, about how much I'd enjoyed that kiss. As perceptive as Trent was, he quickly sensed my conflicted emotions and tried to lighten the mood. "I made quite a mess," he said through a grin. Now that I was lying directly on...
It was late when I showed up at Trent's house, still wearing my work uniform. I'd spent my entire shift at the café trying to imagine every possible scenario that could unfold tonight. Finally, I told myself to get over my wounded pride so I could focus o...
A month after Trent and I reached our new agreement, I finished my junior year of college. I'd also quit my job at the café so I could be available to him whenever he wanted me. And it turned out that he wanted me a lot. I was soon spending more nights at...
