>can we meet up?
i smile as i saw who the message was from. Sebastian, he was my favourite client to work with, always paid on time and was a genuine nice guy and honestly the best dick ive had.
<sure thing
<when and where"Who are you texting, Alex?" my nosy ass roommate, Bethany, asked reaching for my phone.
i furrowed my eyebrows at her and and pulled my phone out of her reach "Non of your damned business, Beth. Back off"
"Is a client? if it is you have to give them some options! they might want a pretty blonde," she flipped her hair in my face "instead of you". i rolled my eyes at her "oh dont worry about that, darling," i said smiling sweetly "he asked for me specifically, so u can kindly fuck off,"
beth gave me a disgusted look and rolled her eyes. i looked back at my phone as Beth left me alone to see he had replied.
> i was hoping for a different arrangement this time
>i'll pay you extra ;)different? i wonder what thats supposed to mean
<what do u have in mind?
smirking as i hit send imaging what he might want.
>i have this charity event ...
>and well ..
>im kinda anxious going alonemy heart skipped a beat he wanted me to be his .... date?
<so... you want me as your plus one?
>kinda yeah
oh my god he wants me as his date! no, not date. remember hes a client, a friend at most (although lets be real, what kinda friendship is built on hook ups?) i can't call it a date- hes paying me to go.
my phone lights up again.
>so .. ? what'd'ya say?
<ofc! cant say no to my fav boy
>thank you!
<but you never answered me. when and where?
<and also what do i wear>come over to my place around 3
>dw about clothes i got u covered just come in ur usual wear.....
uh so this happen idkwhat im doing im might post a full story if it gets enough attention

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Superficial Love ( a Sebastian Stan love story)
Fiksyen Peminati had a dream that i was a hooker and and this is almost what happened