I grunted. “Number two, you treat me as a person and not as the hired help.”
All traces of amusement fled from Keela’s face. “I will always treat ye’ as a person. I can’t treat ye’ like hired help even if I wanted because I’m not payin’ ye’.”
I waggled my eyebrows. “You could pay me in sexual favours.”
Keela tilted her head to the side. “Ye’ll get paid with nice manners.”
Ouch.
“The rest of my conditions might make you a little uneasy then.”
She sat up straighter. “What are they?”
I lifted my hand and rubbed the back of my neck. “You sure you want an honest answer to that question, kitten?” At her nod, I said, “I want to fuck you.”
She watched me as if she was waiting for me to laugh and tell her I was joking, but when I didn’t, fire ignited in her eyes.
“Why aren’t ye’ laughin’?”
“Because I’m not joking.”
“Ye’ better be jokin’!”
I raised my hands. “I don’t joke about conditions for a contract.”
She flattened her palms on the table. “This is not a contract. This is a favour. Ye’ don’t get paid for it with anythin’ other than a verbal thank you.”
I clicked my tongue. “So I’m supposed to be your boyfriend without receiving the privileges or benefits of having a girlfriend?”
“Yes!” she replied, shaking her head. “This is all only pretend!”
“Nah, that’s a no-go for me. We’re going to work that out right now. If you want me to be your boyfriend, then I want some privileges at least. I’m a man—I have needs.”
I was milking this, and I knew I was, but I wanted to fuck this woman so bad, I was willing to chance my arm to see if she’d accept it as a condition to me helping her. She probably thought I’d want sex on demand but little did she know that I would make her crave me before I fucked her.
Keela looked defeated. “What exactly d’ye want from me, Alec?”
“I like physical intimacy.” I shrugged. “No feelings or emotional bullshit, just the physical stuff. I like holding hands, kissing, cuddling, hugging, and fucking. If I’m going to be your pretend boyfriend, then this is what I want. It’s not asking for much.”
The woman looked like she was going to kick the shit out of me.
“Shaggin’ is not on the table at all, so ye’ can get it out of your head right now.”
My cock jumped at the challenge.
“We’ll see, kitten.”
“What d’ye mean ‘we’ll see’?”
“I mean ... we will see.”
“We won’t see anythin’!” She fumed. “I’ve changed me mind. I don’t need your help.”
She just about reached the door when my arms wrapped around her. Her gasp told me she hadn’t heard me move. “You came to me for help, not the other way around, kitten,” I said into her ear. “You don’t have anyone else who can help you, or you wouldn’t be here ... like it or not, you do need my help. You need me.”
She moved out of my hold and spun to face me.
“I’m not shaggin’ you. If that is a deal breaker for ye’, then so be it. I won’t sleep with ye’ in order for ye’ to escort me to the weddin’ as me boyfriend. I don’t care how good lookin’ ye’ are. I’m not that kind of girl!”
Hearing her admit her attraction to me made my ego swell.
“You think I’m good looking?”
She glared up at me, and I was sure she thought she looked intimidating, but she really didn’t. I liked how she stuck to her guns about not wanting to fuck me, though, and that gave me an idea.
“I want to fuck you, no doubt about it, kitten, but it doesn’t have to be a condition since you’re so against it. In fact, since you’re so dead set against it, I’m going to make you a bet instead.”
She eyed me. “What kind of bet?”
“A sexual kind of bet.”
“What?”
I reached up at twirled a curl of her thick, soft red hair around my finger.
“I bet that before anyone says ‘I do,’ I’ll have you on your back with your legs spread wide as I pound away between your thighs.”
Keela’s jaw dropped.
“And you will be the one begging me to suck and fuck you.”
Her eyes dramatically widened. “Are ye’ serious?”
At my nod, she laughed.
“Ye’ have yourself a bet, laddie.”
Her confidence made me smile, but what really amused me was how much she really believed she couldn’t be seduced by me.
“My updated conditions are that we sleep in the same bed and that I can kiss you, touch you, and cuddle with you whenever I want.”
Keela paused. “Ye’ think by doin’ all that, I will willingly lose our bet and have sex with ye’, don’t ye’?”
My lips twitched as I shrugged.
“Fine.” She snorted. “We can sleep in the same bed, but ye’ have to wear pyjama bottoms.”