Breaking The Ice Between Us
“I could get through the day just thinking about my next shoot. The comments. The tips. The way I’d take full control. You know?”
“Wait, wait,” James held up his hand. “You watch OnlyFans?”
I snorted, grabbing the fresh drink the bartender slid toward me. “Watch? No, James. I’m on it. I do OnlyFans.”
His entire body tensed like I’d just told him I ate babies for breakfast. “YOU DO ONLYFANS?! WHO THE FUCK IS ANDREW??????!!”
That was louder than I liked. A few heads turned.
“Lower your damn voice,” I hissed, shooting him a sharp look.