Rent, rent, rent

“Rent?” Ryke repeated in a tone that suggested he hadn’t expected Scarlett to ask him about that. The young woman nodded and waited anxiously for his response. She bit on her lower lip and twisted her fingers. Ryke gave it a thought but more than anything, he found the worry on her face highly amusing. “How much do you offer to give me?” He asked, his eyes glinting in a teasing manner. “Uhm…” Scarlett made a quick calculation in her mind. She had a job, sure, but it had never been about money. She only took it because she needed to occupy her time with something. She only used her salary for her usual visits at expensive cafés, it never lasted her more than a week. Now though, what used to be pennies became a great and valuable amount of money. Yet, she was too embarrassed to tell Ryke how much she was able to pay for rent. An apartment like that in Soho would cost at least six thousand dollars per month. That alone was more than double of her salary. Plus, she’d need to keep some mone