Page 23 of His Little Secret in Discretion

Snatching the phone off the bench, I silenced it so fast I nearly cracked the screen. For a second, I considered hurling it across the room just to stop the humiliation.

Brielle’s smile widened. “Well… I think I know who’s been making you happy lately.”

Her giggle only made my face burn hotter, beet-red with mortification.

“Bri, trust me when I say this isjust a jokebetween him and me—”

Of course, I didn’t even get the chance to finish.

Because right then, Usher’s voice filled the room again, a loud, smug slew ofHey Daddylyrics echoing off the lockers.

Slamming the silence button again, I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.

Brielle tilted her head, still grinning as she leaned close. “I don’t think Sugar Daddy B feels that way.” She winked before strutting off, leaving me to die of embarrassment on the spot.

My phone buzzed, unable to ring a third time now I’d silenced it. My pulse spiked as I answered in a rush.

“You changed your name and ringtone in my phone,” I seethed.

His chuckle came through the phone, all smug and warm.

“Thought it was a fitting song choice and title,”he laughed.

I narrowed my eyes, clutching the phone. “Do you know how embarrassed I am?”

I could practicallyhearhim rolling his eyes.“Oh, please. Take a guess at what your name is in my phone.”

I sighed. “What is it?”

“Sugar Baby Sunshine, of course. Why does that sound more like a stripper’s name than just Sunshine?”he muttered.

I rolled my eyes. “What do you want, Blaine?”

“Your account number and routing details.”

“…Right now?” My brows furrowed.

“Well, that was part of our deal, wasn’t it? You stay away from the clubs, and I give you a little incentive for being my little—”

“Don’t,” I hissed, cutting him off as heat crawled up my face.

His laugh rumbled down the line.“I’m kidding, Sunshine.”

“Your sense of humor is starting to annoy me, Mr. Porter.”

“Will it annoy you if I send you fifty grand?”

I froze. “…What?”

“Think of it as a signing bonus,”he bargained smoothly.

“You’re insane,” I whispered, but my pulse skipped.

“I don’t think I am. I just know I need to take care of my baby,”he said, voice dipping low and seductive. My mouth went dry.

“You’re taking this role way too seriously,” I muttered, dazed.

“Mmh. What are you doing tonight?”