Page 14 of Blossom


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“What does that face mean?” he asks.

I blink. “What face?”

His mouth morphs slowly into what I thought might turn out to be a smile but is more of a simper. “Your eyes are round as saucers, and your mouth is dropped open.”

“It’s just… No one has asked me that before.” I glance around the club—at the few couples dancing, the few talking at tables, Brenda still at the bar. “I mean, not here, anyway.”

“Why?”

“Well. Usually someone asks me if I want to play. Then maybe we do and maybe we don’t, but no one’s ever asked me to leave the club with him.”

“So I suppose you’re wondering why I’m asking.”

I let out a nervous laugh. “Yes, the question has crossed my mind.”

“Because you don’t want to play tonight.” His tone is direct, and his assumption is spot-on.

I gape at him once more.

His blue eyes smolder. “There you go again.”

“I… I mean, I came here to… How did you know?” I glance again at Brenda at the bar. “Did Lotus tell you?”

“No. All she told me was that you were her friend—her best friend—and that you’re a submissive.”

My cheeks and the top of my chest warm. “All of that is accurate.”

“You’re not acting like you’re looking for a scene, Blossom. In fact, you’re acting like you’d rather be anywhere but here.”

“That’s not…” I blow out a breath. “Okay, you’re right.” We just met, and he’s already reading me like a book. No sense in denying it. “I’m not interested in playing with anyone tonight, and that’s not anything against you personally. I mean… You’re…”

Fuck, it’s hot in here. I reach for my water glass but realize it’s empty.

“If you don’t want to be here,” Ronan says, “why did you come?”

Myriad phrases barrel into my mind.

Because Lotus asked me to.

Because I need to get back in the game.

Because I can’t let one bad scene rule my life.

But I don’t utter any of it. I smile, and different words emerge before I have a chance to think about them. “To meet you?”

He narrows his gaze, and his blue eyes burn. My God, if he doesn’t look away soon, I may erupt into flames just from his stare.

“I think maybe I came to meet you,” he says.

“That’s not true.” I let out a nervous laugh that sounds more like a croak. “I saw you saunter in here. You came for a scene.”

“Originally, yes. You’re right. But then I saw you.” He rakes his gaze over me, and if I didn’t know better, I’d think he burned my dress right off me. “And because I saw you and couldn’t look away, I ended up making a complete fool of myself.” He chuckles. “Do I want to play with you? Absolutely. But not tonight.”

“So you’re not ruling it out,” I say.

“Oh, no, Blossom. I’m not ruling out playing with you. The two of us will do a scene together. I will bind you, spank that sweet ass, sink my cock deep into you, all while you’re begging me for more.”

My legs are crossed, but even so, I squirm. His words…in that deep voice…the images and sensations he’s conjuring in my mind… I’m not ready to play, but…

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