lost his mind. “What?”
His eyes narrowed. “Take off your clothes. Do not make me repeat myself again.” He stood back and looked at her through silver eyes that seemed to see right into her soul.
“I c…can’t. We’re in a parking garage,” she stammered. She looked desperately around at the full lot.
Sure, this corner happened to be dark, but what if someone drove in? What if a police car cruised by again? There was no way she could do what he was ordering her to.
Blake just waited in silence, leaning against the front of his car and watching her pace nervously in front of him.
“Please?” Sheesh. She was reduced to begging now.
“I guess our agreement is finished, then.” He shrugged as if he didn’t care.
Was he bluffing? Could she take the chance? Her stomach knotted painfully as she weighed her options.
Wanting more than anything to walk away, she closed her eyes and saw her brother’s sweet, impish face. What was she willing to do for him?
Anything.
If that meant she had to strip down in a public place and humiliate herself, that’s exactly what she would do. But what if she was cited this time? Nausea churned in her stomach as she realized that Blake Knight wasn’t going to make her time with him easy. She’d constantly be facing painful decisions about what to do, and about how far she could go without risking losing her brother.
Still, she had her pride. With a haunted look at Blake, she began undoing the buttons on the front of her blouse. The air was warm, almost too warm, at least to her, with only a slight breeze brushing against her skin. She’d soon be standing there in nothing but her panties and bra, the summer air dancing around her body, enticing her.
No. She refused to become turned on. He’d already proved he had the power to make her lose her thoughts, but she was just as determined to harden herself against this man, a man who was so remote, so cold.
She could be cold, too. She would defy him — if only in her mind, since she obviously couldn’t defy him outright and still keep her job.
That was good enough for her, because she knew that she’d emerge the ultimate victor. She would get what she wanted, even if he was also getting what he wanted. But wasn’t that what relationships were truly about? Both parties getting something from the other that made them happy, or made their lives a little bit better?
She did wonder what this man was doing hiring his dates. He was clearly wealthy, attractive and commanding. He seemed the type who could have any woman he wanted. Why in the world would he pay for one? Probably because the agency promised him whatever he wanted, and what he wanted was far out of the ordinary. That meant he was going to make her do things that would slowly kill her.
It was worth it, though. It would all be worth it in the end.
With trembling fingers, she undid the last button on her blouse, and she hesitated for just a fraction of a second before pushing the blouse off her shoulders and allowing it to fall to the concrete floor.
She waited briefly, hoping she’d shown enough willingness to obey him that he’d call a halt to this test, and she wouldn’t actually have to strip completely naked. When he didn’t move, but just stood there looking at her with those intense silver eyes, she knew her hopes were in vain. She’d have to complete her striptease.
Panic rose in her throat as she reached behind her and found the button on the
His eyes narrowed. “Take off your clothes. Do not make me repeat myself again.” He stood back and looked at her through silver eyes that seemed to see right into her soul.
“I c…can’t. We’re in a parking garage,” she stammered. She looked desperately around at the full lot.
Sure, this corner happened to be dark, but what if someone drove in? What if a police car cruised by again? There was no way she could do what he was ordering her to.
Blake just waited in silence, leaning against the front of his car and watching her pace nervously in front of him.
“Please?” Sheesh. She was reduced to begging now.
“I guess our agreement is finished, then.” He shrugged as if he didn’t care.
Was he bluffing? Could she take the chance? Her stomach knotted painfully as she weighed her options.
Wanting more than anything to walk away, she closed her eyes and saw her brother’s sweet, impish face. What was she willing to do for him?
Anything.
If that meant she had to strip down in a public place and humiliate herself, that’s exactly what she would do. But what if she was cited this time? Nausea churned in her stomach as she realized that Blake Knight wasn’t going to make her time with him easy. She’d constantly be facing painful decisions about what to do, and about how far she could go without risking losing her brother.
Still, she had her pride. With a haunted look at Blake, she began undoing the buttons on the front of her blouse. The air was warm, almost too warm, at least to her, with only a slight breeze brushing against her skin. She’d soon be standing there in nothing but her panties and bra, the summer air dancing around her body, enticing her.
No. She refused to become turned on. He’d already proved he had the power to make her lose her thoughts, but she was just as determined to harden herself against this man, a man who was so remote, so cold.
She could be cold, too. She would defy him — if only in her mind, since she obviously couldn’t defy him outright and still keep her job.
That was good enough for her, because she knew that she’d emerge the ultimate victor. She would get what she wanted, even if he was also getting what he wanted. But wasn’t that what relationships were truly about? Both parties getting something from the other that made them happy, or made their lives a little bit better?
She did wonder what this man was doing hiring his dates. He was clearly wealthy, attractive and commanding. He seemed the type who could have any woman he wanted. Why in the world would he pay for one? Probably because the agency promised him whatever he wanted, and what he wanted was far out of the ordinary. That meant he was going to make her do things that would slowly kill her.
It was worth it, though. It would all be worth it in the end.
With trembling fingers, she undid the last button on her blouse, and she hesitated for just a fraction of a second before pushing the blouse off her shoulders and allowing it to fall to the concrete floor.
She waited briefly, hoping she’d shown enough willingness to obey him that he’d call a halt to this test, and she wouldn’t actually have to strip completely naked. When he didn’t move, but just stood there looking at her with those intense silver eyes, she knew her hopes were in vain. She’d have to complete her striptease.
Panic rose in her throat as she reached behind her and found the button on the
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