"Do you need my service again?" Mily asked, her expression blank as she stepped into my quarters. It seemed she didn't fully move on from our little… previous passionate encounter.
"Not this time. Maybe tonight, when my brother is asleep."
Her eyes landed on James, who was playing a console game. She gave him a soft smile—one that made him flush, awkward under the gaze of such a pretty woman.
I couldn't blame him—someone like her might as well be a celebrity in this era.
"Maybe you can set my brother up with some friends—give him someone to play with. I'll pay well for it."
It came out wrong, but I didn't have the energy to correct myself.
She paused for a second, then said, "If that's the case… how about enrolling him? There's actually an academy for anyone under fifteen."
"Sign him up, then," I ordered.
"That's the thing, Mr. Leon. It'll cost a lot, and you're not exactly loaded after your initial spending spree."
