Page 6 of The Heart You Kept

This was a bad, bad idea, what on earth was I thinking? There’s no way in hell that I can go through with this. I want to leave; I want to leave now.

He’s due any minute…my eyes dart to the door, if I just leave now, nobody would be any the wiser….

I’m wearing a black fitted dress and heels; my dark hair and makeup is done.

I’m even wearing lingerie and suspenders.

All I know about my date for the weekend is that he’s between twenty-five and thirty-seven, he’s heterosexual and that he wants to be pegged by a heterosexual woman.

Who is supposed to be me….

No names or personal information are going to be exchanged and this is the only time we will ever see each other.

I swallow the nervous lump in my throat.

I glance over to the black box that was delivered an hour ago. The equipment we need for the assignment.

Fuck…. I can’t even bring myself to open the box and look at it.

Bang, bang, bang…goes my heart.

“Shit, shit, shit.” I hold my temples as I imagine how horrifically bad this could be.

Knock, knock.

He’s here.

I glance to the window, wondering if I can jump out of it and escape.

Oh no, it’s too late to leave. I’ve wasted all my money on paying for something that I’m unsure if I’ll be able to go through with.

I open the door and am greeted by another bellboy wearing a white uniform.

“Good evening, Miss Doe.”

“Hello.”

He steps to the side to reveal the man standing behind him, our eyes meet and the air leaves my lungs.

Tall, dark hair, and handsome, with the biggest blue eyes I’ve ever seen.

Utterly gorgeous.

We stare at each other as electricity crackles in the air between us.

“May I present Mr. Doe.”

CHAPTER TWO

ALORA

“Hello.” He holds out his hand to shake mine.

Oh, he’s English.

“Hello.”

A weird sense of déjà vu falls over me.