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“No,” he says imperiously.
No?
Fuck. Is calling security still on the table?
“Why not?”
He extends his phone to me. “Give me your number.”
I take a step back and bump into the chair. “My number?”
He arches an eyebrow. “Do you know mine?”
“N-no,” I say with a stutter. Truth be told, I do know it. Blue gave it to me. I’d never use it, though, and telling him I have it would confirm his crazy stalker theory.
With a graceful gesture, he thrusts the phone into my unsteady hands. “In that case, I’ll need yours. Now.”
“Why?” I manage to ask as I shakily type my phone number into his contacts, my thoughts swirling throughout.
Is this blackmail? Will he make me do something now? Something dirty? When it comes to me, he now possesses kompromat, as they call it in his homeland.
Is it wrong that I’m hoping he cashes it in for sexual favors?
He grabs the phone from me. “We’re going to meet for dinner tomorrow night.”
I gape at him. “What?”
He looks me over, his expression implying that maybe I’m going to be the meal. Or dessert. “We’ll sit across from each other at a table. In a restaurant. Eat. Talk.” He smirks. “Any of this ring a bell?”
I blink dazedly. My brain is clearly not functioning. “Um, okay. Dinner. Whatever. I need to go now.”
He moves out of my way and makes a gesture that reminds me of one of his dance moves. “Have a good night.”
I take a step, fully prepared for him to grab me and call security.
He doesn’t.
I take another step. I’m a foot away from the door now.
Yes. Maybe I’m safe. The whole dinner bit is tomorrow and—
“Wait,” he orders.
Fuck. Spoke too soon. I reluctantly turn to face him. “What?”
“A souvenir.” He bends down to get his dance belt.
I watch him, speechless.
As he picks up the thong-like garment, the remote that controls my vibrating panties clacks to the floor.
He mutters something in Russian and picks it up also. Straightening, he regards me with a frown. “Is this yours?”
I fight the urge to rush him and snatch the remote from his strong fingers. “No. I don’t know what that is.”
“Odd.” He presses the “on” button. “This seems like some sort of gizmo.”
Oh, fuck.
My panties begin vibrating.
