“Fuck me.” letting the shock get the best of her the words slips through the gap of her mouth, she didn’t need to look up and get a good look at the figure it was a voice she knew all to well to no instantly recognize it. Her nails dug into the palm of her hands, piercing the layer of skin. In just a matter of minute this day went from an alright though exhausting day to the worst day of possibly her life. “Wait… you’re a client here?!” there was no hiding the disbelief in her voice, she was so sure that by being here the chances of running into someone of her past were slimmer than slim, nonexistence even but that may have been just her wishful thinking. “I work here?” seeing as he’s a member she knew lying wasn’t going to benefit her in any shape or form, especially with the high chance of him seeing her while being on the clock, or god forbid on another man lap.
despite the situation, he laughed at her reaction. “been there, done that.” he hadn’t seen her since the night before she walked out on him. didn’t even say a word, or even a note. he just woke up to an empty bed one morning. that morning when he woke up and she was gone, led him here, to indulgence. he closed himself off emotionally to everyone.he stopped caring about things he loved. instead, he through himself into sexual pleasures. “yeah, i’m a client here.” he questioned, his face set into emotionless stone. though the thought of her sleeping with other people rubbed him the wrong way. “what do you do here ?? is your specialty walking out on people in the middle of the night ??”
