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“Thank you for not judging me.”
“I’d never judge you, El. Ever. I will always be here for you,” I tell her.
* * *
My mind hasn’t beenable to focus on work again since I left Eloise at the café. She seems fine. Sheisfine. I keep telling myself that she’s smart. She wouldn’t have blindly fallen into something she wasn’t willing to do.
Still, my best friend is dating a mob boss.
This is the kind of stuff that only happens in books or movies. Why on earth would the mob even be in Melbourne? I mean, it’sMelbourne. I’ve never once thought that the mafia could be around here.
“What has you so lost in thought?” Alistair asks.
I jump. I didn’t even notice him come in. “Holy shit, how long have you been standing there like a creeper?” I question him.
“Long enough to know it’s not me on your mind,” he says.
“How do you know that?”
“Because if it were me, your nipples would be hard, your skin would be flushed, your chest would be rising faster… You’d be turned on,” he explains as though it’s fact.
Well, shit, if I weren’t turned on before, I am now. Bloody lady Viagra, I tell you. All this man has to do is breathe in my direction.
“See? You’re thinking about how good it would feel if I bent you over the desk and fucked you with the blinds open for everyone to see.”
“I wasn’t, but I am now,” I admit.
“Come on. I have plans tonight. We can’t be late.”
“Oh, right, the show.” I shut down my computer and pack everything into my bag. “Where was it again?” I ask him.
“Nice try.” He laughs.
“It was worth a shot.” I shake my head and pout.
* * *
“I can’t believethis is the show you were talking about,” I whisper to Alistair.
“This is where I first saw you. What could be better?” he says.
We’re sitting in the very same viewing room that we met in, watching a scene with a man and woman through the window. The man has that electric wand thingy and he’s rubbing it all over her body.
“She really likes that,” I observe.
“You’d love it. We’ll try it.”
“What? Now?” I ask him.
“I wasn’t thinking now. But if you want, I can take you into one of these rooms, let people watch us? We’d give them a much better show than this one,” he says.
“Oh my god, you’re serious.” I turn to him.
Am I really considering his proposal?
“Let’s go,” he says before pulling me to my feet and tugging me along behind him.
Butterflies swarm my stomach as I follow Alistair down a hall. He escorts me to a room, illuminated by dimmed red lighting, and quickly shuts the door behind me. “You know you don’t have to do this, Dani.”
