The Journal of Josie (Confessions of a Call Girl #1)

Chapter 1

One

O ctober 8, 2024

I was all settled in my bed, with a nice cup of jasmine tea on my nightstand. It has been a few nights since I last sat down to journal, but tonight was far too good to pass the opportunity to write it down so I can remember it years from now.

Nights like these are the ones I want to remember forever, which is why I got this journal in the first place.

Very often, the days at work are too long for me to catch the time to write, whether it is in the office or seeing my few select clients, who provide the pleasure that is enough to shatter me in the best way possible. But I am all relaxed and satisfied, now with a little bit of time to spend on this before I get some rest. I can barely feel my legs, but my hands are still functional enough to announce the big news.

Hudson came back to New York for a night.

I met Hudson before I opened Blush. Back then, I worked as a stripper at Champagne Charms, making far less for much more work, and I was sick of it. I was sick of my entire body aching, sick of sleazy men who tried to touch me without paying for it.

I had an idea I wanted to bring to life, but I had no idea where to start. After all, as my former boss had told me many times, I was just a dancer, not a businesswoman.

All of that changed when I met him. Hudson Trent was a trust fund baby who also, surprisingly, worked for a living. He was one of the big guys in the finance world, and he wasn’t scared to take risks. After his late business hours, Hudson often frequented Champagne Charms to release some of the tension built in the crazy finance world.

It wasn’t long before he became a regular of mine, requesting to see me exclusively and paying damn good money for it.

That was only one of the things that drew me into him, though. He was attractive in the most conventional sense—tall, warm, with chocolate eyes and dark brown hair. His dashing smile made all the ladies weak at their knees, and I was no exception. He was a picture-perfect guy when it came to his appearance, with manners that made him the complete package.

At first, our encounters were limited to dances he paid me well for, but it wasn’t long before they escalated into something more meaningful. A relationship that was both profitable and enjoyable.

He was the first person to support me when I decided to open Blush. He calculated the risks, helped me develop a business plan, and stood by my side as I made it all happen. Hudson had been there to back me in every way possible, willing to invest and trust in me when no one else did. It was one of the things I’d never forget.

Another detail that made him so great was that neither of us wanted monogamy. The chemistry was obviously there—it had been there from the moment we first saw each other—and we deeply cared about one another. There were no petty fights, no toxic behaviors—just fun and pleasure that we were both eager to find.

My lifestyle and job clashed with the concept of being tied to one guy, which would likely cause issues I wasn’t too eager to put up with. Hudson, on the other hand, was bisexual. He opened up about it to me, but overall, it was a secret kept as down low as he could because of the rather conservative world he worked in. All hell would’ve broken loose if his finance colleagues were to find out he was sleeping with his long-term male partner, who doubled as his administrative assistant, James. The two of them traveled around together a lot, so it didn’t surprise me that their relationship became serious rapidly.

Still, his strong affection for me was still there. Whenever he was in town, he came to see me—both he and his partner, actually. And tonight was one of those encounters.

It was exactly what I needed.