Escorting The Player (The Escort Collection Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
"This is a bad idea. Fucked up. I'm not one of those ballplayers. I don't want my reputation getting completely ruined." "Will you relax? No one's going to know she's a hooker!" Eric was looking through my refrigerator, which had recently been stocked by the maid service he'd hired. "And for the record, she's an escort, not a hooker. This is going to work. Trust me. This will give you the confidence you need, and you'll go down in history as one of the best quarterbacks that ever played. Just like you've always wanted." I snorted and continued to pace. The house was immaculate again and was about to be listed by a real estate agent. Jessica had decided that she didn't want it, after all. She just wanted the proceeds of the sale. I had a few choice words for her about that, but I was keeping them to myself…for now. I didn't want to start a pissing contest with her. "I don't want a prostitute—or an escort, or whatever—living with me," I said. The idea made me want to throw up.
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