Carissa chewed on her bottom lip, indecision warring across her face.

"I'll owe you. Big time. Anything you want. All you have to do is ask," he said. "I'll even pay you if you want."

She glared at him. "Seriously? You've gone from prostitute to pimp since we met. At least you're moving up the sex worker ladder."

Laughing, he got to his feet. "Are you going to answer me? Or do I need to keep begging? Because I can. I will. And I promise, my pleas will ...