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If any other person called me a good girl, I would be irritated. But he had assigned the name to me, and I felt the urge to do as he said.
“What can I do?” I asked.
“Hmmm,” he thought about it and buried his face against my neck. “I don't mind staying like this for a few minutes.”
“I don't mind it either,” I agreed as I embraced him.
His hands left my hips and caressed my back. The gentle sound of his breathing was soothing.
Now that I think about it, I haven't allowed anyone to hold me like this. I kept giving Bruce one opportunity after the other.
“Bruce,” I called.
“Hmm?”
“Do you think I'm too easy?” I asked. “After my claims of not wanting to sleep with a staff member, I've done it with you twice already. I have let you do things that I would never let anyone else do. Even now, I can't help but think you might be taking advantage of me.
“I understand your fears and concerns,” he said, “but I don't think you're easy at all. I've seen you put down your foot in cases you disagreed with. Maybe I'm just…”
“Just what?”
“An exception.”
“I guess that explains it,” I sighed.
He removed his face from my neck and stared. “Can I have one of those kisses you offer on a whim?”
“Can't believe you're asking,” I responded, closing my eyes.
His lips on mine were like electricity. The surge sped through my brain and down to the rest of my body.
Maybe I'll end up liking kisses more than I want sex.
Bruce
“I understand your fears and concerns,” I said, “but I don't think you're easy at all. I've seen you put down your foot in cases you disagreed with. Maybe I'm just…”
“Just what?”
The person you've been looking for.
Chapter eleven
The Rival
Bruce
“I understand your fears and concern,” he said, “but I don't think you're easy at all. Maybe I'm just…”
“Just what?”
I found myself replaying that scene. She was honest with me about her frustrations and concerns, and I was lying to her. She was slowly trusting me, but I still plan on carrying out my original intentions.
That's a lie. I was losing sight of my plan. I hated to admit it, but there was a chance that I was falling for that bad-mouthed dominatrix. We shared similarities. She had family problems, if not worse than mine. She craved to be on top. Yes, that could be sexual as well.Either way, I needed to keep focused.
This is Tabitha we’re talking about. What if she’s doing all this just to make you lower your guard and slip up? But what if she isn’t?“Ask him,” a voice whispered.
“No, you ask him,” another urged.
