Rush

knowing precisely
     what she was getting into and that by signing the contract she agreed not to misrepresent
     her relationship with Gabe to any outside source, including various media outlets.
    Holy hell. Media? What was she going to do, get on
Good Morning America
and tell the world that she’d been Gabe Hamilton’s plaything?
    When she got to the next paragraph, her eyes widened further.
    A full physical report would be furnished to her by Gabe’s personal physician, and
     she would be expected to undergo a similar physical so that both parties would be
     ensured of a clean bill of health and to be free of diseases. And furthermore, she
     would be expected to take birth control, and condoms would only be provided in the
     event of interaction with another person who was not Gabe.
    She plopped the contract down on her lap as her mouth fell open. What the hell did
     that mean? Was she expected to entertain anyone of his choosing?
    Her head spun with the implications.
    She’d certainly been right to question whether she was capable of taking on a man
     like Gabe. He was so far out of her league that it wasn’t even funny. She’d never
     even heard of half the stuff detailed in this agreement.
    His comment came back to mind of when he’d said he’d be patient and guide her through
     his expectations. She wanted to laugh. Hell, she was going to need a full-on tour
     guide for this trip. Google was going to get a workout later, because she was going
     to have to look up most of the stuff detailed here.
    Her hands trembled as she picked the contract up again and read the last page. This
     was insane. But more insane was the fact she hadn’t already torn it up and let Gabe
     know exactly what he could do with it.
    Was she actually contemplating agreeing to it?
    Her emotions were a mixture of
holy fuck
and
oh my God
. Part of her wanted to find out just how debauched Gabe was. Judging by this contract,
     he leaned pretty far away from anything resembling conventional.
    She vaguely remembered the fallout of his divorce from Lisa, but that had been several
     years before, and she’d been young. She knew it hadn’t been pretty and that it had
     affected his relationships with women ever since, but had they had this kind of relationship?
     Had he been burned by it? Normal people wouldn’t go to these kinds of lengths to cover
     every nuance of a relationship.
    Now she wondered about all the other women Gabe had been with. Not that she’d ever
     been introduced to any of them, but she’d heard Jace and Ash talk. If he had a contract
     ready at the drop of a hat, that told her it was likely one that he furnished to all
     his women.
    That left a sour taste in her mouth. No, she didn’t expect that she’d be any different
     than anyone who came before her, but it was nice to think that she was special or
     at least original. Not lumped in with every other female he’d slept with.
    But then she’d rather he be blunt with her and not mislead her. At least she knew
     precisely where she stood with him. And he had been clear that he wanted her to go
     in with her eyes wide open. Well hell, after reading this, her eyes were going to
     be permanently wide.
    She checked her watch and realized she had time to get to the pastry shop if she started
     walking now. She folded the contract and shoved it back into her bag, and headed in
     the direction of La Patisserie.
    She dug out her phone as she went, and not surprisingly, there were half a dozen messages
     from her best friend already. All wanting to know how it went with Gabe and threats
     that if she didn’t spill soon, Caroline was going to kill her.
    What the heck was she supposed to say? Somehow, typing
Gabe wants me to be his personal plaything
didn’t sound right, even if it would probably make Caroline swoon.
    And oh God, if Jace found out…
    She sucked in her breath. Jace was a huge problem. He would lose his mind if he ever
     found out about any of this. Surely Gabe had considered that. Hadn’t he?
    There was no way she could ever let her brother know about this. It would ruin his
     friendship with Gabe and would likely ruin their business as well. Not to mention
     he would never understand, and it would put a huge wedge between her and Jace.
    She was contemplating it. She must be if she was factoring in all the potential obstacles,
     right? Had she lost her mind?
    She should
so
be running as fast as she could in the other direction, and yet…
    She made it