Page 12 of Morsel

“Fine.”

I unbutton the rest of my shirt. The fabric falls open, revealing my red lace bra. I definitely should have chosen a plain bra for today.

He stares at me. An eyebrow lifts.

Is he intrigued?

Does he want more of this?

I hope he does, because I want more, too.

The Shadowvale brothers have always been a mystery to the women of Shadowvale Industries. For years, I’ve wondered what secrets they’re really keeping, and I’ve wondered what those secrets mean for the rest of the community.

“Tell me something, Dolly.” He starts to walk around me. He circles me like a shark, and I close my eyes.

“Anything.”

“When you got up today and chose this outfit, did you know I’d be seeing it?”

“No.”

“Did you want me to?”

“Yes.”

There’s no point in lying.

“Interesting,” he says.

“Why is that interesting?”

“Because I’m going to be seeing so much more than your bra,” he says. “Take off the rest.”

I push the fabric off my shoulders and let the shirt fall to the floor. Next, I start to reach for my pants, but he shakes his head.

“Bra next.”

“What?”

“I want to see those pretty nipples of yours, pet.”

I stare at him.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

“Um…”

“Now.”

Something in his tone lets me know that he’s serious. He’s not messing around. More importantly, he’s not about to let me get away with trying to be shy.

“Oscar, this isn’t like you.” I still have to try.

“Excuse me?”

“You aren’t like this. You’re a gentleman.”

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