Free Lawful Escort by Tina Folsom Page A

in her right mind would reject extra money?
    ***
    Holly was anxiously awaiting Sabrina when she returned home.
    “About time!”
    Sabrina gave her a stunned look. It was only about six o’clock, her usual time to return from work. “What’s wrong?” She was instantly on alert.
    “He requested you again.”
    Her heart missed a beat. She didn’t need to ask who he was.
    “For tonight. You have to get ready now.” Holly was all excited and literally jumped in the air.
    “But, I can’t. This was a one night thing. I can’t continue doing this.” As much as she’d enjoyed the night with him, she couldn’t continue pretending to be Holly.
    “Sweetie, you’ve got to. If I show up instead of you, he’ll call the agency, and Misty will find out. She’ll fire me. Please. I’m sure this is the last time. He’s from New York. He’ll go back in a few days.” Holly’s voice was pleading. “Have I ever asked you for anything?”
    She was right. She’d never asked for any favors apart from the one last night and now this one. Actually, it was really just one favor stretched over two nights.
    Sabrina felt torn. One side of her wanted to see Daniel again and continue where they’d left off, the other was scared of the consequences. She couldn’t get involved with him, not with a man who slept with escorts, well, okay, pretend escorts.
    “Holly, please. This won’t work.”
    “You liked him. You said the sex was good. So, please just do this for me. Just tonight.”
    Against her better judgment, she felt herself nod. “But this is the last time.”
    “Promise.”
    ***
    An hour later, Sabrina met Daniel in the hotel lobby. He was dressed in black jeans and a casual shirt and looked even more handsome than he had the night before. He looked up from his newspaper when she entered the lobby and jumped up instantly.
    With a few strides, he was there to greet her. He took her hand into his.
    “Hi.”
    “Hi,” she echoed back.
    “I hope you’re hungry. We’re having dinner at a place near Telegraph Hill.”
    Sabrina gave him a surprised look. “We’re going out? Am I playing your fiancée again?”
    Daniel shook his head. “We’re going out just the two of us.” He let his eyes glide over her body before resting them on her lips again. “And we’re coming back here later.”
    The searing look in his eyes was a promise she’d hold him to.
    A taxi took them to their destination, and during the entire cab ride Daniel held her hand. When he helped her out of the taxi, his body brushed against hers, and she shivered slightly. Her nipples instantly hardened.
    “Miss me?” he whispered into her ear but didn’t wait for a reply. “Come.”
    Daniel led her inside. It wasn’t what she’d expected. It wasn’t a restaurant but a large kitchen. Several other couples were assembled as well as three chefs dressed in customary chef’s garb.
    “Welcome to Tante Marie’s Cooking School.”
    Sabrina shot him an astounded look and caught him grin. “I’ve always wanted to try this,” he whispered to her. “It’ll be fun.”
    ***
    Tim had told him about the place and that they offered dinner cooking classes for couples. It was so far removed from what Daniel normally did on a date that he thought it would be perfect. He wanted to do something different, and he wanted to get to know Holly and understand why she’d rejected his money. He figured the relaxed atmosphere at a cooking class was the perfect place to do just that.
    The menu was simple: a salad, handmade pizza, and a tiramisu. Plenty of wine both during the cooking and during dinner. Enough to loosen anybody’s tongue.
    The chefs first demonstrated the preparation of the dishes then assigned the duties to the different couples before they were let loose on the tasks. He and Holly had the task of making pizza dough. Following the recipe to a t, they measured the ingredients, mixed them with a spoon in a large bowl, and then emptied them out onto a large