professional girlfriend

Summary

I was basically working as a professional girlfriend for two brothers at the same time.

For the older one, Julian, it was all about seduction. I’m talking lace bodysuits, a fluffy little bunny tail—the whole nine yards.

For the younger one, Caleb, it was the complete opposite. He wanted the good-girl act. For him, it was crisp white blouses and stockings, the picture of innocence.

I was good at my job, really good. So good that I kept the two worlds completely separate. No one had a clue.

Until one day, I got sloppy. A paparazzi photographer got a lucky shot.