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She stepped back into the bedroom, holding the dress in a death grip. How was she supposed to wear this?
It was so … sexy.
It doesn’t matter. This is what he’s told you to wear, so wear it.
Stepping out of her sweats and shirt, she missed them the moment she took them off, but didn’t make a grab for them.
She had to do this.
Even though she’d come here and she liked to believe it was by a choice, Logan still held all the power over her. He could do what he wanted.
“Let’s face it, it’s not a choice.” She mumbled the words to herself, noting there wasn’t even a bra or a pair of panties waiting for her.
She stepped into the dress, lifting it up. There was some padding in for her breasts, but nothing for her panties.
“Beautiful,” Logan said, making her aware he’d stepped into the room.
“You like it?”
“Yes, I like it.” He zipped up the back of her dress, and his hand lingered on her waist. “I’m going to look forward to taking this off.”
“Why no panties?”
“Because, if I can’t wait until we get home, I want to be able to touch you whenever I want.”
She gasped as his hand slid beneath the bottom of the dress.
“And I can do that with so much ease right now. You’re so wet, Ava.” He kissed her temple, and before she could even get close to having an orgasm, his hand was gone.
She missed his touch, but she didn’t beg.
“I’ll be waiting for you outside.”
Logan left her alone once again, and she was so curious about him. Who was this man?
The red strappy stiletto heels were so beautiful. She expected them to hurt as she put them on, but they were a dream on her feet.
“Let’s see how we get on in a couple of hours.” She ran a brush through her hair, leaving it down, and, seeing as she had no makeup, she joined Logan.
Hunter had arrived during the time it had taken her to get ready.
“I’m in shock,” Hunter said, seeing her.
“What? You think I clean up nicely?”
“That you do, but I’m thinking about how fast it took you to get dressed. I’ve never known a woman to be able to do it with such speed.” He winked at her.
“Shall we?” Logan said. “Keep your eyes to yourself.” His growl was at Hunter.
She watched the exchange, not really understanding it.
“You do know you had me walking around your place back in Crow Valley completely naked, right? I didn’t imagine that?”
“I know exactly what it is I got you to do. We’re not back in town, and you’re not walking around naked. I could have it that way if you pushed.”
“No, no, it’s fine.”
“Good. I for one am growing tired of these little chats, Ava. If I want my men to see you, they’ll see you. While you’re here, you belong to me. I don’t share.”
“So does that mean if your friends decided to join you, I’m still yours?” she asked.
Don’t think of Luke. Don’t think of Luke.
She kept repeating the mantra in her head, hoping he’d answer.
“We’ll have to see, won’t we?”
He took her arm, leading her out of his penthouse suite. He locked the door, and Hunter was waiting by the elevator.
“I don’t have a key.”
“You don’t need one.”
“I’m trapped here?” she asked.
Logan sighed. “For your own safety. If you ever need to go out, there will be someone to take you.”
“For my own safety?” She didn’t like the sound of that. “Do you have a hit planned for me or something?”
She looked at Logan in the reflection of the elevator doors.
He chuckled. “No.”
“Then why wouldn’t it be safe?”
“My line of work, Ava, it’s not always going to be … nice.”
Hunter snorted.
“What does that even mean?” she asked.
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
Logan grabbed her arm and walked her out of the elevator. She took notice of people stopping and staring at him. There was a mixture of arousal, lust, fear, and envy. It was like walking into the zone of several deadly sins. Didn’t they know to keep themselves in check? Also, how did they know Logan. If he was so rich and his company so well known, why hadn’t she heard about him?
A limo was waiting for them. Hunter opened the door, and Logan urged her inside before he followed her.
No one was waiting for them inside, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It was hard for her to relax, knowing at any moment his little friend could arrive.
What would he do when he learned the truth?
Would he still be friends with Luke?
Don’t think about it.
It was always easier for her to not think about what was coming or what could happen. There was never any point in dwelling. Not long after Luke was taken out of town, which she had thought meant his arrest, her parents had told her the best way for her deal with her pain was to push it away. To stop thinking about him. He was gone, and he was never coming back. They couldn’t afford therapy, so they had tried to help her in their own way. It was why she still lived with them, even when they died. The house had immediately gone to her.
