"Y/N, a moment please," Natasha pokes her head out of the office. It was pretty late in the day but usually she got like this when a court date was slowly approaching.
"I thought it was strange you haven't called me in today," I smirked as I gathered my hair up.
"Its not about that," She looked up from the pages in front of her and looked me up and down, "Later, definitely."
"Oh," I slumped into one of the chairs.
"This is for you," She closes the folder she was looking at and hands it to me.
"For me?" I ask confused.
"Its the updated terms of our agreement, this one will be legally binding."
"Youd sue me if I broke this agreement?" I scoff.
"Its more for your protection, I don't plan to break the rules but if I do, it'll just mean more money in your pocket, read up on it."
It was the outlines of our standard agreement except nothing was completely outlines and left it open to be decided by us and subject to change if both of us agree. I still wasn't allowed to start my operations again, or contact any of my previous clients. We couldn't go to bars alone and without telling the other. We could not go to clubs, strips clubs, casinos, peep shows, sex clubs, without the other.
"Cannot attend any event past 10pm without the other?" I laugh as I read out loud, "Is this serious?"
"There are exceptions," She shrugs, "keep reading."
"'Party1 will pay party 2 a sum of $5,000 per infractions' That sounds good," I smile, "Party 2 will be subject to 48 hours of at home rest." I look up to her to confirm what seemed to be a cruel form of punishment, "You're putting me on house arrest?"
"Only if you break our rules," She smirks.
"Effective for X years," I keep reading, "Is that for us to decide right now?"
She nods.
"Lets just finish out the year, there are 7 months left."
"2 years."
"Thats a long time, Natasha."
"You'll be assured your job here for that long no matter what happens with us."
It seemed like a good deal. "Before I sign should we go over our limitations."
"We'll keep it pretty much the same, we cant sleep with anyone else but I would like to add kissing to the list."
"Is there a reason you dont like Rebecca?" I laugh.
"Its not that i don't like her, I just don't like her kissing you... Our arrangement is to each other."
"Hmm, okay. No partners then?"
"No."
"Im guessing flirting is off the table."
"No, lets keep things interesting," She winks.
"Okay, in the case of change what should define 'flirting' then."
She leans back in her chair and crosses her legs, "You think like a lawyer."
Its what happens when you are raised by one. I tap the page to bring the conversation back.
"Okay, uh...physical contact, touching like grazing."
"Eye contact, you know like the eyes you make at me when you change the subject and want to let me know you want me between your legs."
"Okay," She laughs, "compliments and teasing."
"I trust that we will know the difference between friendly compliments and teasing and flirting."
"Yes, we will. Smiling also, You know the way you look at me when you want me to take you to bed."
"Alright," I note it down along with the rest. "I agree," I say and sign next to the red X.
"It was a pleasure," Natasha stands, rounds the desk and offers her hand to me.
I take it and instead of shaking it, pull her towards me and kiss her.
"Mmm, it is," I peck her lips once more and step away, "anything else?"
"There is actually," She looks at me with those eyes.
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2 years, I was stuck with this incredible woman who wasn't entirely mine for 2 years. I shouldn't have agreed, it was my chance to get out of this and instead i buried myself further.
Rebecca said shed come by since we missed our lunch but I didn't expect her so late until the dangerously unlocked door opened.
"Hey, I had to stop by at the- You okay?"
"Can I tell you a something secret?" I lift my head from my knees.
"Of course," She says with such sincerity as she puts her things down.
"No, I mean its something serious Rebecca," I feel my eyes sting just at the uncertainty of how shed react.
"Im listening, with no judgements," She takes both of my hands and looks deeply into my eyes.
I told her about being an escort, about dropping out of law school to do it, about quitting (though omitting the fact that it was because of Natashas offer), and about still having a client that treated me well but saw me as nothing but that and how humiliating and embarrassing it was.
She listened carefully and when I was finished she hugged me and told me everything was going to be okay. Im sure it was the only thing she knew to say, my unique situation wasn't one they give you a guide on.
"I don't want you to think this changes how I see you Y/N, your occupation has nothing to do with how kind, funny, and just perfect you are," She says quietly as she snuggled in to sleep.
It made me cry all over again but she was there comfort me to sleep.
