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Don’t be ridiculous, Sonia. For one, people know you’re here. For another, who would want to do that withyou?
Edwin Lyons might be the answer to that question.
“Do you see that little knob at the center of the door?”
My eyes flick to a metal knob about eye level with me in the door. It’s attached to an inlaid square cutout.
His voice commands me. “Open it.”
The knob is cool metal, but the sensation is almost burning.
Shit.
I push up on the knob and find myself looking through a window right at Edwin. I gasp. “What the…”
“People who like exhibitionism love this room. Theycan invite people to watch, heightening their pleasure by knowing others are enjoying the show.”
“That’s…great?” My breath fogs up the tiny window.
Edwin purses his lips, maybe he is trying to abstain from chuckling.
We stare at each other for far too long.
I can only imagine him popping by to watch me. Except I wouldn’t want him to see me with another man. I’d only want it to be him pleasing me.
But touching myself…enjoying myself. Yeah…I think I’d like that.
“Well, that’s nice.” I slam the shudder shut and reach for the door handle, but the door flies open before I can. I jerk back in surprise, falling back against the wall.
Edwin corners me placing his hands on either side of my head. He’s so tall, he looms over me. But his body isn’t pressing against mine as I’d like. His distance is taunting me.
It takes all my concentration to draw my eyes up to his and, when I do, I don’t think I could ever look away.
Edwin licks his lower lip. “Do you recognize me, Swan?”
I don’t know whether to sigh in relief or shrink in fear at the confirmation that he remembers me. “I do.”
His eyes flick across my face. “Good.”
My chest heaves with breath.
Kiss me, please kiss me.
His smell is intoxicating. Rich oak and tobacco. Like aman.
Dear god, I don’t feel like I’ve ever been with a man.
Guess I shouldn’t start. Not with Edwin. My ex-boyfriend’s dad, my boss, all that.
Edwin drops his hands and straightens back up. Heruns one hand through his hair—oh, how I wish that were my hand—before heading out of the room, not bothering to check if I’m following.
“Go ahead and get acquainted with the place. I’ve got to get back to work.” He stops and looks back at me once more, staggering intensity in his eyes. “Looking forward to working with you, Sonia.”
I remain glued to the wall long after Edwin abandons me in The Underground.
7
EDWIN
