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I’d like that.
But as soon as she sent it, she was plagued with doubt. Did she really want to meet him? She’d changed so much; she was no longer the fun-loving, carefree girl he once knew. Now she was broken, a mere shell of her former self.
You weren’t good enough for him when you weren’t broken,her cynical inner voice reminded her.What is he going to want with you now?After everything she’d been through, she wasn’t sure that she could take his rejection again.
Too late. Her phone dinged again, signalling that he’d replied.
To: Catherine Richardson
From: Jason Oliver
Date: 8 January 2020 9.41 p.m.
Subject:Re: Hello!
Great! We’ll arrange something soon. In the meantime, I want you to go to bed and get some sleep. Right now. In the morning, I want you to get up, have a shower, wash your hair, put on some clean clothes, then email me and we will talk.
Sweet dreams :)
J xx
Her tummy flipped reading those words, his dominance setting off a little spark of arousal. The casual way he issued commands made her pulse race and heat shoot through her, straight to her core. What was it about alpha men that affected her so?
She grinned cheekily as she typed her reply.
To: Jason Oliver
From: Catherine Richardson
Date: 8 January 2020 9.42 p.m.
Subject:Re: Hello!
And if I don’t?
She hitsendas the air thickened, making her fight to drag it into her lungs. How would he respond?Wouldhe respond?
Almost instantly, her notifications dinged.
Clearly, he would.
To: Catherine Richardson
From: Jason Oliver
Date: 8 January 2020 9.43 p.m.
Subject: Go to bed!
Go to bed! That’s an order. Unless you want to find out what happens to naughty girls who disobey?
It was his stern voice she could hear in her head as she read his words, his commanding tone sending a shiver down her spine. She thought back to years ago, when they’d been together, and grinned as she remembered. Remembered the threat of it, anyway. He’d thrown threats around like nobody’s business, promising to slap her ass for every little thing. He’d never done it though. Not for disobedience, anyway. And certainly not properly. The few playful swats he’d given her here and there had done nothing more than leave her breathless and wanting.
To: Jason Oliver
From: Catherine Richardson
Date: 8 January 2020 9.45 p.m.
