Free Use Renovation

When my husband was killed by a drunk driver, leaving me penniless and underwater in the fixer upper that we had planned to make our family home, I didn’t know where to turn.I couldn’t sell without taking a huge loss, and my credit prevented me from securing enough loans to renovate the house to a livable state that could actually sell for profit.Enter Joe, a handsome, tattooed handy man who lost his wife to cancer years ago. He offered to take care of the job for just the cost of materials, on one condition: I make my body available for free use the entire duration of the job.My first instincts told me to turn him down, that any option was better than spreading my legs in exchange for his services. But my body craved physical touch, and something about his aura drew me towards him like a moth to flame.Can I survive what this rough, emotionally unavailable man has in store for me in the next few months? Will I be able to endure each passionate encounter without developing feelings?