39. KISSES AND ORGASMS 2

"So, what do you want then?" She whispered.

"What do you think I want from you?" He continued with his food, and Orla briefly looked at him.

"I don't know what you want, Callan." She was getting tense and was almost out of words.

"Kind payments are allowed. Kisses and orgasms." He blurted out and this time, Orla choked on her food. "Are you good?" He handed her water. She snatched the glass from him and downed the content at a go.

When Orla glared at him, he threw his head backwards and burst into laughter.

"Really? Kisses and orgasms?"

"Better payments than cash, don't you think?" He smirked, still laughing.

"Huh, I will think about it." She shifted uncomfortably on the chair, eyes on everything in the dining aside from Callan. After observing everything, out of the blue, she asked. "Why don't you have a maid here?"

"A maid?" He smiled, "I don't think I need one." He said thoughtfully.

"You didn't think you needed one before we got married?" Her plate was almost empty now. Callan w