Reluctant Companion: Futuristic Dark Romance
“I hate how you make this a business transaction.”
With a scowl, she asked, “What else would you call it, Tiernan? You saw something you wanted, negotiated the price—and everyone has one—and now want to change the terms. So, what does a measure of freedom cost me?”
A pain pierced his chest, but he kept his expression cool. “Fine, look at it that way. It costs you some pleasant company. I expect conversation over dinner, genuine ask-and-answer, like two civilized people.” His eyes narrowed. “And I want you to drop the pretense that you don’t want me. We both know sex can be amazing, and I want that back, like you were the first night, instead of this automaton that starts out in my bed every