"Well, seeing as this is a porn company, I figured that was safe to assume. Care to…expand on that?"
I glanced out of my peripheral at his package.
It was hard to miss.
*and getting harder by the minute*
"Well, Miss Swan, I like sex. I enjoy it. I think I'm pretty good at it. What better life then to get paid for doing it?"
"Bella."
"I'm sorry what?"
"Its Bella. Quit with the Miss Swan bullshit. Makes me feel old. And I am most certainly not old."
"No, No you're not."
We had some sort of silent stand-off.
I looked up from foot to head.
The one on top of his body!
"You can go. We'll be in touch."