Auctioned Mates Revenge
“What about before?”
I sighed, “It bothers you that I haven’t asked you for anything.”
“Nothing comes for free,” her voice was pained and hollow. “You either get your payment upfront or later.”
I looked out into the night, “Fine. You can pay me.”
Her eyes narrowed and she tensed in her seat.
“Answer five questions,” I grinned. “One for each thing in the envelope.”
She sat back, “What sort of questions?”
I lifted a shoulder, “You can choose not to answer them. I’ll just ask another until you answer five. How’s that?”