Chapter 17 Too Old for Training Camp

The overly groomed male escort quickly left and was replaced by the stern-faced Hunter. He carried a faint, clean scent of mint. Noelle looked up at him with a tipsy grin. "Why are you still here, Hunter? I told you this isn't a good job. Why don't you find a proper job?" He caught her wandering hand. "If I hadn't come, how would I have known you're ordering male escorts again? And didn't I say my services are exclusive to you?" Her drunken mind lagged for a bit, and before she could respond, his lips were on hers. It was surprisingly gentle and pulled her deeper until his hand slipped to her collar. A silver of clarity returned as she pressed his hand over his to stop him. "No, Hunter. I don't want it now." Her body told her she was a woman with normal desires, and Hunter was a physically perfect sex partner. But her dwindling rationality insisted it was wrong. Maybe she was too old-fashioned because she couldn't accept intimacy without love, not so soon after dragging herself o