in the bag, wiped off the crumbs from her spot and stood. After tossing the bag in the trash, she headed for the bathroom.
Did they have cameras in there too? God, I hope not. As she entered, she lifted her gaze. Nope. Nothing. One room in the house with some level of privacy. As long as the men weren’t there with her.
As soon as she’d taken care of the necessities and washed her hands, she padded back to the bedroom and the dreaded mat. How often would they leave her there on the mat, staring at the walls?
Stephanie shivered as she looked out the window. Was it true no one could see her? She sat on her knees just in case and peered outside in every direction. Probably not. Still. It felt weird wandering around the house naked.
The phone pinged.
Dane: Hope lunch was satisfactory. If you’re finished with the assignment we left, there is a book you can read next to the wall. All your reading material will be approved by us for a while. When we ask you to read, we mean it. Don’t fake it. You might be quizzed.
She set the phone down and then snatched it back up. Yes, Sir .
The book was right where he’d said it would be. How had she not noticed it before?
Dominance and submission: Knowing What’s Right for You
Stephanie’s back ached from sitting so long this morning. She lay down on her side on the mat and opened the book, curling her legs up. It was chilly in the room. She’d been so concerned with her assignment earlier, she hadn’t noticed. Now she shivered. Goose bumps rose on her skin.
She stared at the first page, reading it several times, but not absorbing the words. Her concentration was shot. She was exhausted. Instead of reading, her mind wandered to this morning.
Had she made the right choice giving up her free will to Aiden and Dane? She needed to stop second-guessing herself. She had nothing to lose by taking this chance. She would forever wonder what could have been if she didn’t give this a try. The worst that could happen would be for her to walk away considerably more educated on the subject of submission, although perhaps with a bit less self-esteem.
Her eyes closed. God, I’m tired.
Chapter Five
Aiden stared at the computer and laughed.
“What?” Dane asked as he wiped his hands on a towel.
The lunch rush had been crowded for a Monday and Aiden wanted to get out of there for a few minutes. “She’s asleep.”
“No.” Dane leaned over Aiden’s shoulder, squeezing it as he kissed Aiden’s temple before glancing at the screen. “Rich.” He smirked. “God, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Aiden sat back, grabbed Dane’s hand with his own and then stood. “Let’s go. I can’t wait.”
On their way out, Dane waved at the employees who would be there all afternoon cleaning, restocking and preparing for the evening. “We might be late. See you in a bit.”
In five minutes he was following Dane to the door of the apartment. Dane opened it as silently as possible. Catching their woman asleep was going to startle the crap out of her.
When they entered the bedroom, there she lay, curled on her side, the book open but leaning over her hand. She looked angelic like that. Her sweet ass, a tone lighter than her leg, begged him to stroke the skin.
Instead, Aiden took out his cell and sent her a message.
Stephanie bolted upright when the phone buzzed. She floundered for a moment, reaching around for the cell, until she realized she wasn’t alone and her gaze landed on Aiden. “Shit. I fell asleep. What time is it?”
He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow, trying hard to look angry. It was tough. The little sprite was flustered and the side of her face was red from the mat.
Dane grasped Aiden’s biceps and stared over his shoulder.
“Shit,” she repeated when she got her bearings. “Sorry, Sir. I mean…” Her voice trailed off. Her gaze lowered. A moment passed and then she scrambled to her knees and assumed the first position—about two minutes too late.
Her
Did they have cameras in there too? God, I hope not. As she entered, she lifted her gaze. Nope. Nothing. One room in the house with some level of privacy. As long as the men weren’t there with her.
As soon as she’d taken care of the necessities and washed her hands, she padded back to the bedroom and the dreaded mat. How often would they leave her there on the mat, staring at the walls?
Stephanie shivered as she looked out the window. Was it true no one could see her? She sat on her knees just in case and peered outside in every direction. Probably not. Still. It felt weird wandering around the house naked.
The phone pinged.
Dane: Hope lunch was satisfactory. If you’re finished with the assignment we left, there is a book you can read next to the wall. All your reading material will be approved by us for a while. When we ask you to read, we mean it. Don’t fake it. You might be quizzed.
She set the phone down and then snatched it back up. Yes, Sir .
The book was right where he’d said it would be. How had she not noticed it before?
Dominance and submission: Knowing What’s Right for You
Stephanie’s back ached from sitting so long this morning. She lay down on her side on the mat and opened the book, curling her legs up. It was chilly in the room. She’d been so concerned with her assignment earlier, she hadn’t noticed. Now she shivered. Goose bumps rose on her skin.
She stared at the first page, reading it several times, but not absorbing the words. Her concentration was shot. She was exhausted. Instead of reading, her mind wandered to this morning.
Had she made the right choice giving up her free will to Aiden and Dane? She needed to stop second-guessing herself. She had nothing to lose by taking this chance. She would forever wonder what could have been if she didn’t give this a try. The worst that could happen would be for her to walk away considerably more educated on the subject of submission, although perhaps with a bit less self-esteem.
Her eyes closed. God, I’m tired.
Chapter Five
Aiden stared at the computer and laughed.
“What?” Dane asked as he wiped his hands on a towel.
The lunch rush had been crowded for a Monday and Aiden wanted to get out of there for a few minutes. “She’s asleep.”
“No.” Dane leaned over Aiden’s shoulder, squeezing it as he kissed Aiden’s temple before glancing at the screen. “Rich.” He smirked. “God, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Aiden sat back, grabbed Dane’s hand with his own and then stood. “Let’s go. I can’t wait.”
On their way out, Dane waved at the employees who would be there all afternoon cleaning, restocking and preparing for the evening. “We might be late. See you in a bit.”
In five minutes he was following Dane to the door of the apartment. Dane opened it as silently as possible. Catching their woman asleep was going to startle the crap out of her.
When they entered the bedroom, there she lay, curled on her side, the book open but leaning over her hand. She looked angelic like that. Her sweet ass, a tone lighter than her leg, begged him to stroke the skin.
Instead, Aiden took out his cell and sent her a message.
Stephanie bolted upright when the phone buzzed. She floundered for a moment, reaching around for the cell, until she realized she wasn’t alone and her gaze landed on Aiden. “Shit. I fell asleep. What time is it?”
He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow, trying hard to look angry. It was tough. The little sprite was flustered and the side of her face was red from the mat.
Dane grasped Aiden’s biceps and stared over his shoulder.
“Shit,” she repeated when she got her bearings. “Sorry, Sir. I mean…” Her voice trailed off. Her gaze lowered. A moment passed and then she scrambled to her knees and assumed the first position—about two minutes too late.
Her
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