Chapter Nine
Jordan
Natalie snapped her jaw shut as though she’d said too much, but the pain in her eyes held me enthralled. I wanted to believe more than anything she was as sweet and unselfish as she seemed, as Lily and even Adam claimed, but my jaded past kept my walls in place.
Lily obviously intended to set her up with me, but would a taste of our lifestyle, the release I could offer Natalie that weekend, be enough to get her through until she found her fantasy man?
Or, would she latch onto me like I feared, needy and wanting more than I was willing to give?
“What is your fantasy, Mr. Graystone?” Natalie’s whisper lifted one of my eyebrows. She seemed the timid, shy type, not the fisher of information like most people desiring a story to sell.
“Call me Jordan,” I said rather tha
