Kiana's breeding (3)

There was a polite, deep cough at the open bedroom door. Kiana jumped to her feet, noticing only now that the movers had stopped talking. They stood inside her bedroom's doorway, James in front with arms crossed. They were grinning as she hastily straightened out her skirt, a blush crossing her face.

"All moved in, Kiana," James announced, and Kiana nodded quickly.

"T-thanks guys, you helped me out a lot!" Kiana said, wondering if they had seen her hand under her skirt.

"Now, about our payment..." James said.

"Oh, right..." Kiana said, "Let me just get my checkbook..." She stepped towards the doorway somewhat slowly. She was beginning to think of ways to keep them around – invite them to stay for coffee, or to move in just one more piece of furniture that she hadn't quite bought yet, or -

But Kiana didn't have the chance to think. The door slammed shut before she got there.

"Not that kind of payment, Kiana."

She stopped. "Um, do... do you guys only take cash then?"

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