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from college and worked in our fields. For the most part, we all hated it. My friend Rhett started getting a lot of requests for pretend dates. It happened so often that he decided to open Beautiful Entourage with us. And here we are.”
    “You have a nice office,” I said. “It seems successful.”
    “It’s a lot more popular than we thought it would be. It’s safe to say that almost every woman in Manhattan has boyfriend trouble.”
    “And Super River comes to the rescue,” I teased.
    “I got a cape and everything,” he said with a chuckle.
    “So, do you kiss all your clients?” I asked. “Because Danielle said that wasn’t allowed.”
    “Just the ones I like.” He winked at me.
    “And how many do you usually like?” I wasn’t sure why I asked. I was just curious. Did he go around kissing everyone? That was pretty gross.
    He finished chewing his slice before he swallowed it. “One.”
    One? How was that possible?
    River watched me work it out in my head. “Yes, sweetheart. You’re the only client I’ve ever kissed.”
    Did that mean something? “Why is that?”
    “I think you’re cute.” He shrugged. “What other reason do you need?”
    “I can’t be the cutest client you’ve ever had.” That seemed impossible.
    “Actually, you are,” he said. “Your eyes—they get me every time I look at them.”
    “Mine?” I blurted.
    He chuckled. “You know what I like about you most?”
    I shrugged.
    “You’re insanely beautiful but you don’t even realize it. Most girls know what they have and they’re bitchy and stuck-up about it. They are nice for a one-night stand but they’re worthless beyond that. It’s like they don’t have a soul.”
    “Do you do one-night stands a lot?” I wasn’t sure what possessed me to ask that question but I did. River seemed open about his life. He already told me something incredibly tragic without blinking. And he told me I was beautiful. He seemed to think everything was fair game.
    “Unfortunately.”
    Unfortunately? Since River was drop-dead gorgeous I just assumed he wanted to play the field for as long as possible. He bedded supermodels and actresses. He had more girls than he could handle. But there was a tone of disappointment in his voice, like he didn’t love the perks of his classic good looks. “Why is an endless line of beautiful women unfortunate? It seems like that’s what every guy wants.”
    “It’s not all its cracked up to be.” He finished his food then leaned back in his chair. His eyes moved to the window and he watched the streetwalkers pass.
    Could I ask him more questions? “Then why do you do it?”
    He turned back to me like he realized I was still there. “It gets pretty lonely when you don’t have someone to share a bed with. And frankly, I have needs. And I prefer the real thing over my hand.”
    The idea of him jerking off aroused me. It came out of nowhere and I felt my cheeks redden. I quickly pushed the thought away before it could grow and become more intense. It was such an inappropriate thing to think about. “Then why don’t you have a serious relationship? You could have anyone you wanted, I’m sure.”
    A smirk formed on his mouth. “You think I’m hot, sweetheart?”
    “I didn’t say that…” My cheeks blushed again.
    “I can have whoever I want? Interesting choice of words…”
    He had me cornered. “Fine. I think you’re hot. But that’s obvious.”
    “That’s not obvious to me.”
    “You wouldn’t be a professional escort if you weren’t attractive.”
    “Sexiness is subjective,” he said simply. “One woman may find me attractive and another may not be interested at all. Everyone knows that. And I’m glad to know you have a thing for me.” He winked at me.
    “I don’t have a thing for you.”
    “I don’t know…you’re asking me a lot of personal questions.”
    “I was just curious,” I said. “It doesn’t mean anything.”
    He leaned over the table and lowered his