MasukAARON'S POVThe moment I stepped into school the next morning, Jay's face drifted into my mind almost instantly."It's always been you. There's no one else."I lowered my head, biting back another smile as warmth spread across my cheeks. The special client had been me all along. Not someone richer. Not someone better looking.Me.I still couldn't believe it.And then… "Just kiss me... please."I covered my face for a second with one hand.Fuck.Jay had actually begged me. If Kyle ever found out about that, he would never let me live it down.I shook my head to myself, still smiling as I continued walking through the hallway toward my classroom.Students drifted past in groups, their conversations blending into one another as lockers opened and closed all around me.My eyes wandered around the hallway.Jack...I bit my lower lip. I really hoped he was feeling better today.Yesterday's text suddenly came back to me. I had apologized and told him he shouldn't have given me his jacket.He
AARON'S POVI stared at him. My heart was still trying to catch up with everything he'd just said.It's always been you. There's no one else.The words kept echoing inside my head, louder than my own heartbeat.Then, his next words. “Just kiss me… please.”I blinked.Jay?The same Jay who had looked me straight in the eye the very first night and calmly told me, "Kissing is against the club policy."Now he was looking at me like that.There was something in his eyes I had never seen before.Need.He looked like he needed me to close the distance. The thought alone made my breath catch.Was this real?I searched his face, expecting him to laugh and tell me he had only been joking.He didn't. He just kept staring at me, waiting. I leaned forward. At the exact same moment, so did he. Our foreheads brushed first. Then our noses. Then his lips found mine again.The kiss was slow like neither of us wanted to rush something we'd both waited far too long for.My eyes fluttered shut on their
AARON'S POVJay's eyes lingered on me for another moment. Then, slowly, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His eyes brightened with amusement. "Maybe." He said simply.That single word made my chest sink.Maybe.That meant there really was someone. Someone special enough that Jay made time for them no matter what.Someone he never rejected. Something inside my chest tightened before slowly sinking.I hadn't expected that. I didn't even know why it hurt.For a while, I couldn't find my voice. I simply lowered my eyes, staring at my own hands as they rested on my lap.So there really was someone...Someone Jay always chose. Someone he enjoyed spending time with. Someone important enough that everyone else got turned away.My fingers curled together.Who was he? Had I seen him before? Had we crossed paths out there in the club without realizing it? Was he older?Richer? Better looking?The questions started piling up one after another before I could stop them.What if Jay a
AARON'S POVFor a few seconds, neither of us moved.Jay's eyes stayed fixed on me, still clouded with sleep as though he hadn't fully returned to reality yet. He blinked once... then again, his gaze never leaving my face."Aaron?" The way he said my name was so quiet that I almost thought I had imagined it.I gave him a small, awkward smile. "Sorry..." I said softly, keeping my voice low. "I didn't mean to wake you."He continued staring at me.It almost felt like he wasn't really seeing me. Then, as if something finally clicked inside his head, his eyes widened slightly.Without warning, he pushed himself upright.“Ahh…” A sharp wince crossed his face as he immediately stopped, one hand flying toward his side.My body reacted before my brain had time to think. "Careful!"I reached out and caught his arm to steady him before he could lose his balance.The moment my fingers wrapped around him, both of us froze.Jay looked down at my hand. Then back at my face. I followed his gaze and r
PLEASE DON’T HATE MEAARON'S POVI quickly shook the thought away.Stop it, Aaron. You're overthinking again.Maybe those men were talking about someone else. Maybe Jay simply had his own reasons for rejecting their bookings. Whatever those reasons were... they had nothing to do with me.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.By the time I reached the quiet part of the hallway leading to the private rooms, the pounding music had faded into nothing more than a distant hum. The flashing lights from the main hall barely reached this side of the club, leaving the corridor dim.I finally stopped in front of the assigned room.For some reason, my heartbeat picked up again. I stared at the door for a moment before taking a slow breath.Then, tightening my fingers around the handle, I gently pushed it open.My fingers froze around the doorknob.Jay was inside already but he was asleep.The room was dimly lit, the bedside lamp casting a soft glow across the bed. Jay lay on his stomach
AARON'S POVI sat quietly in the back of the cab with my phone resting in my hand. My eyes haven't left the screen since I got in.Reservation Confirmed. Host: Jay.I read those words over and over.Jay accepted my booking? I still couldn't believe it. I honestly hadn't expected him to.After everything that happened yesterday... after seeing the condition his back was in... I had convinced myself he'd cancel every booking for tonight.There was no way he could possibly work with that injury.So… why did he accept mine?A small smile found its way onto my face before disappearing almost immediately.I was happy. Of course I was.It meant I would get to see him again. But the happiness didn't last because worry quickly replaced it.What if he actually accepted it because he needed the money?What if he was actually planning to perform tonight?My chest tightened.Please don't force yourself onto that stage. Your back needs rest. You don't have to do this.I sighed quietly and locked th
(Jack’s Pov)Thumping jazz music floated through the room, creating a sensual ambience that went very well with the alcohol coursing through my veins, making me pleasantly tipsy.It was cool enough that my nipples would pebble if it weren't for the rhinestone nipple covers but not cold enough that
(Aaron’s POV)“What are we doing here?” I asked, looking at the building like it was a maximum security prison. The green neon sign of what we're obviously two women rubbing on themselves winked at us and I quickly looked away.To Kyle's credit, he did look sheepish and slightly embarrassed. He sh
(Aaron's Pov)I had been washed clean of all the self-righteous, audacious ideas. “Nothing,” I screamed out immediately. “Nothing, Jack!”“That's right,” he said, his voice smug but I didn't care. I had just had enough.He let go of my head, letting my body drop fully to the wet floor. A moment lat
(Jack’s Pov)Aaron?You had to be fucking kidding me. Aaron had paid for me?I couldn’t fucking believe it. I stood, back to the door, my fingers flexing harshly. Why was he suddenly everywhere around me? Did he know who I was under this mask?He couldn’t. I didn’t use my name at the club and I was







