Yep, but Tabitha arrives

“Ready to go Wendy?”

She nods, extremely elegant in the dress “how do I look?” Twirling around

“Perfect my little Wendy let’s get going.”

The doorbell rings, and it’s 5:30 it’s probably Tabitha fuck. Eh we got enough time.

Wendy freezes as I open the door and Tabitha enters.

“Alright let’s get this over with, show me the contract.”

Tabitha shoots Wendy a death gaze “Only Wendy can sign these not you”

“I know I’m reading over it”

“Ugh fine”

10 minutes later

Jesus if I miss a date for a reason not work related, Wendy has to become their oh god I think I’m going to puke. I added the clause that if any harm came to Wendy while I was not in the house, the debt gets cancelled and I don’t have to go out with her anymore.

“She isn’t signing without that clause.”

Tabitha reluctantly agrees but scowls.

I motion for Wendy “Wendy come sign this, has the terms we agreed to. Your debts are cancelled”

We sign the papers and Tabitha grabs the papers and than surprises me with a deep kiss.

“Tabitha what the fuck was that for?! We start next week not now.”

“Sorry couldn’t resist, if that slut over there gets to kiss you than so do I”

Wendy looks like she was going to strangle Tabitha but mostly shocked that she kissed me.

Tabitha leaves and drives off.

“I guess we should get going as well Wendy.”

She smiles and we hold hands until I start driving.

As we almost approach the bistro, Wendy looks at me scared “John? Will you keep the promise with Tabitha? I really don’t want to be the sex slave to them.” She says quietly during a red light.

“Oh course Wendy, I won’t let them hurt you.”

“But I’m scared, she only left me alone because you were with me, what if she sends people while your not with me?”

“Father will be there, and don’t worry you can always just call me also I put in a clause that says if you get harmed while I’m with her, the debt is still null and the rest of the dates are no longer happening.

“Thank you John I trust you.”

“Of course, by the way, I had father pick up your cake from the local bakery, we’ll eat it at your house you good with that?”

“You got me a cake?! Of course you did. I didn’t need one John. But thank you.” She says quietly.

“Also, father said I could work from home tomorrow, so we’ll have to renegotiate your contract and activate your phone” exiting the car.