Trust Me (ch10)
summary: When a prostitute meets the perfect client, she has to remind herself that there’s no room for getting close to someone in her line of work.
chapter word count: 2331
a/n: happy (sexy) sunday…. i think y'all are going to like this one ;)
Felicity knew that she should have covered up her bruises. It didn’t matter that any make up would have rubbed off throughout the night…. at least if it was near the end of their session he wouldn’t notice right? Ugh. She just didn’t want him to see. Didn’t want him to know and worry. He worried about her so much. She could see it in his eyes. It still confused her, but it also made her heart flutter. She couldn’t understand why someone would genuinely worry and seem to care about her. But she liked the way it felt.
She wasn’t supposed to.
Her life was too complicated for feelings to get involved. And now it was about to get a thousand times worse. She pulled away from Oliver and grabbed her dress, tugging it back on.
“Felicity,” he begged, “If I hurt you I deserve to know.”