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Chapter 9

After I got the message from Ryder with the address, I grabbed a white blouse and black shorts with a pair of wedges. Casual and not too fancy. For some reason, I'm super nervous as I curl my hair and apply a light layer of lip gloss, hoping that the meeting will go well.

I know Kate wouldn't like this, but it's my decision. I'm an adult and she can't make my decisions for me, only I can. I sometimes agree to hearing her input, but Ryder has broken those boundaries. Screw what everyone else says, I'm seeing him whether if Kate likes it or not.

Once I found a parking spot, I took a deep breath before opening the glass doors and asked for Ryder. "Ryder's office is on floor 5, room 10."

"Thank you."

I wanted to have a heart-attack the whole ride up. Calm down, Tally. You can do this. I walked down the long hallway and knocked on the door that read R. Daniels.

He smirked at me the moment he opened the door and as I almost greeted him, I saw he was on the phone. He pointed to a chair in front of his desk and smiled.

Sitting as quietly as possible, I looked at his large, organized desk as I overheard his conversation about something I didn't understand. After a few minutes, Ryder ends the phone call and sits at his desk. "I'm sorry, Tally. It was an important call."

"No problem."

"I'm so glad you showed up. It means a lot that you even came to see me."

"Well, it was something we needed to discuss. I still have a few questions before I make my final decision, but you've been nothing but kind to me."

"Of course. I'm glad you have questions, and I can answer each one without a problem."

"So, how does this whole thing work? Do you pay me to drop everything so I can come and see you or do I have a say in it as well?"

"You have the decision as well whether if you'd like to see me or not. We can even set up a schedule of meetings, so it won't be inconsistent."

"I'd like that. If I choose to accept."

"If either of us want company because of maybe having a bad day, the door is open. The key is to make this work so we both are satisfied with our personal needs."

His statement should've offended me, but I didn't mind because I thought the same thing. "With the allowance thing, can you explain that?"

"An allowance is what I give to you if you need something. For example, if you needed rent or something like that, I'd send you money whether if I see you or not, but sometimes I need someone to talk to and that's another key point. Do you understand?"

"Yes." As much as I didn't want to ask, I had to bite the bullet and start with some personal questions. "I have another thing to ask you."

"Go on."

"In terms of sex."

"Very straight forward. I like it." he said, smirking.

"Would you agree?"

"Possibly."

"Would sex be an option if we both were somehow attracted to each other at some point?"

"Maybe."

"Do I make you feel this way?"

"I..."

"Be honest, Tally."

"Y-yes. Do I?"

"Put it this way. If I kissed you right now, would you stop me?"

"No."

"Money isn't a key factor, Tally. Sex is something we want and feel, but it's required." He stood up and picked me up, setting me on his desk before sliding his hand up my thighs until he reached my zipper.

This is so wrong, but I've been dying for Ryder to do this to me. I wanted it so bad at dinner, but I needed to behave. Without thinking, my lips crashed into his as I slid my hands up to his neck, reaching for his hair.

"Am I bothering you?"

"I..."

He smiled. "You're wet for me, Tally. I can see it in your eyes."

God damn it. He couldn't be more accurate. I wanted him so bad right now. "I want to fuck you, Tally. On this desk right now. Please say yes. I'll give you anything you want. I want you to be all mine."

"Y-yes." I whisper. "I'll be yours."