Jessie lifted her head, downing half the glass in one go. As she lowered it, she stared at the rest of the golden liquid and murmured, “What's the big deal? It's just sex, right? Selling myself to anyone, it's all the same, isn't it? Some guy just waved tens of millions and wanted a roll in the hay. How much are you offering, Mr. Waston?

Let's haggle a price. I'll down a few more, or else I might not be able to stomach looking at your face, especially since we're both fed up with each other."

"Jessie! You think I'm here just for sex?

Who do you think you are?

Who do you think I am?"