Call Girl(6)

By: Pavan Kaur

“If my date looked like you, I think I would be the same as Ethan,” one of the older men tells me, and I grin at him.

“I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you,” the man next to me says before introducing himself. “Mr. Aaron Clark,” he says, offering his hand for me to shake.

I take Ethan’s hand instead. “He got me first,” I smile, then turn my face toward Ethan, and he leans in and kisses me on the cheek.

As food is being served, Mr. Clark makes small talk with me about his business and what he does in his free time. When he inquires as to how Ethan and I met, I tell him that Ethan happened to come into a café I was singing in. He complimented me on my song choice and voice. Apparently, I was singing his favorite song. From there, we had coffee and talked. The rest, as they say, is history. Even though Ethan was talking to other people at the table, I knew he was listening to me, making sure I didn’t say anything wrong. I know how important tonight is for him, and I need it to go well for me too.





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The ball finally came to an end and Ethan never once left my side. After a while, he was happy to show me off to his business friends, and I didn’t mind at all that was the reason I was there.

As we sit in the car, I take out my phone to send Ms. Jackie a message.

Lexi– Just left the event. Going to Ethan’s apartment to pick up my car. I'll send you a message when I get home x

I look out the window while Ethan takes a phone call. He's shouting at someone for not sending the papers on time. He's so rude to his staff. I know I wouldn’t want to work for him on a regular basis. He disconnects the call then dials out to someone else.

“Selena, My apartment. Six am.” He puts the phone on the seat between us. Once again, I think of how someone needs to add the word please to his vocabulary.

The car stops and I look out the window to see we have arrived back at his apartment.

“My driver can drop you off at home,” he says, as he starts typing out another message on his phone.

“No, thank you. I brought my car with me. I just need to get my things,” I say as I open the door.

I smile at Joe as we enter the building, and he gives me a wink. I see his smile wither when Ethan looks his way.

After Ethan opens the door to his apartment, I go to the room with my belongings and change back into my clothes before heading back downstairs. I search for Ethan to say goodbye, but he’s nowhere to be found.

Not thinking much about it, I leave the apartment. I’m sure Ms. Jackie will let me know if he was happy with me or not. But then again, she did say this was a one-time thing with him, so I shouldn’t have to worry about it.





I send Ms. Jackie a message to tell her I’m home, safe and sound.

After a relaxing shower, I lie in bed and think about Ethan. There must be a reason for him to be so rude to the people around him. He may not have been rude to me, but he sure didn’t even speak to me unless he had to.

Turning down the music, I lie in bed and fall asleep to images of baby-blue eyes.





Ethan





Lexi was meant to be a one-night call girl. I asked for a girl that would make me look good and contribute to the promotion of my cause when needed. Lexi was perfect. She was more than I could have asked for. She saw the best way to approach Emily quicker than I could.

Selena was here at six sharp this morning, ready and waiting for my orders. I told her to set up some meetings with teachers for the children’s center, and I wanted them by Tuesday. I really wanted them Monday, but she reminded me it was the weekend and all teachers would be unavailable until after. So, I agreed to an extra day, but told her to find me the best in the area.

Hearing the knock at the door, I walk over and open it to see Jackie. She's dressed for business, so I know this isn't just a social call. “Hello Jackie, how can I help you today?” She comes in and follows me to the kitchen. “Coffee?” I ask.

“Please.” The click-clack of her heels on the tiled floor echo behind me. “How was Lexi for you?” I respect Jackie. She's all business, gets straight to the point, and doesn't clutter up the conversation with small talk. I turn around and look at her. Whatever she sees on my face is enough to have her shaking her head. “No, Ethan. I know that smile too well. You know the rules. I told you I would do this as a favor to you, and it was a one-time thing,” she tells me, taking her coffee from me.

“She made me forget.” I lean on the counter just thinking about her. She's the first woman that has made me forget about my past. She got me thinking about what it would be like to be with a woman again.

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