The Biker's Private Nurse
I press my forehead against the cool glass, and fall asleep.
When I reach my apartment, I kick off my shoes, drop my bag on the couch, and head straight for my laptop. My hands are a little shaky as I open my email.
There it is.
An unread message, subject line: CONFIDENTIAL – Private Nursing Opportunity
My heart races.
I click it open.
Dear Miss Williams,
You have been recommended for a highly exclusive position. Should you accept, you will enter into a contract of utmost confidentiality. Details will be provided upon agreement. Compensation is significant. The decision must be made swiftly. Do you accept it?